He sat and watched the world around him crumble,
Questioning his existence and where he fits into this puzzle
The commonality with his fellow human has disappeared,
His identity gone, hope is all that is left in this sad decline,
Hanging on to a past in pieces
He waits for tomorrow to rise
It's easy to forget and move on, it's easy to numb the pain,
But as each piece dies the
Memory never fades away
Desperate he reaches out for connection amongst the isolation,
Amongst the silence his screams are louder than ever
The clocks keep ticking, the birds keep flying, But his reality is fractured and broken,
Distant like time, he is all alone, destined for something he has forgotten
It's easy to forget and move on
It's easy to numb the pain,
But as each piece dies
But as each piece dies
The memory never fades away
He turns off his phone, locks the door and is satisfied
That his winter of discontent
Will help him find purpose as the rain washes away the day