drifting

she sit's me down
without a choice
so i stab the dark
for substance.
scared to never
hear my voice,
if it's ghosted
me on purpose.

a cursor blinks,
the pencil taps,
my candle drips
and flickers.

did i wait too long?
has she given up hope?

will i never find my purpose?

06.06.2022 / earth?