Zemira

I saw the waves 
crash over the sand 
where you once sat. 

Your ashes sink 
into the waters 
you once sailed. 

Others desecrate 
the land 
you once found holy. 

In the forest of all things new,

Our mother says there is no food

The rabbits are gone,

The squirrels are too,

All that's left are the big brown bears,

All comfortable in their dens

Are you listening, dear?

You were my one true friend

You were my one light

Yet now I sit here, with new faces

I can still smile, still laugh, feel joy.

It's just not the same without my light.

I'm watching you lie there, dejected, miserable at your idea of a failure. But it's not a failure if you got impressively high up on the leaderboard, if you got so close to winning but didn't.

I stopped here. I ceased my walking and stood here, for as long as I needed to be until they came. I wait for them. They haven't come yet.

I'm so sick of fighting to be with people who don't want me.

I'm so tired of feeling like I will never be good enough for anyone.

I just want to feel wanted.

I don't want to wish I was someone else,