#18
2006
As the year dies away
in a murmur celebrated with
sparkling champagne -
congratulations at the birth
of a new year a new life...
I find myself wondering
where everything went;
it seems to have slipped away,
an introvert leaving the party quiet.
The clock strikes midnight,
and no one is there to hear.
I wander streets warmer
than I remembered, and
I look through store-fronts
to the hollow reflections staring;
they seem so accusing and bored.
You let it slip away, you lost it.
And I find myself wondering
if I'm actually living my life.