I feel it is my duty to say
that I'm starting to fade away
and as my bones turn to ash
and as my ash turns to stone
forever i will not say
forever and a day,
if there is such a thing,
for I need no ring
no faded empty promise
to treat you like a king
and though I know no path
to follow or abandon
I do know that I
do miss you.
Author notes
I've lost many friends along my travels, this poem is about the most recent one.
