Passing Away

Currently, these days find me heartbroken and haunted, seeing ghosts of ancient friends, mapping all the steps unto the end. There were souls that I thought were unconquerable, bright burning candles I assumed inextinguishable, feet that I prayed had the strength to journey further with me down these lonely roads. Then at last, the God I followed, the deity I supplicated, removed all joy from my existence, all remnants of hope from my very memory. I quietly now watch the slow and soft sunsets of approaching summer, I don't believe I'll be attending parades nor star gazing on a midnight beach but merely writing little notes of gratitude for whatever it was I've known.