Sitting

He sits on the floor and waits. 

A longing,

Feeling that the inevitability is true. 

 

                       This isn’t his world. 

 

Not anymore…

 

It’s a silence that intrudes 

In the essence of panic. 

 

A feeling that this is the end of a beginning. 

 

Because nothing has felt as real. 

 

As sitting alone

         In a room

                 On the floor. 

 

With silence as his company. 

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- Alden Crowe