Time to Go

I am watching time go by.
I watch and wonder
if I'll try
to continue on tomorrow
or if I'll die
in my sitting place,
the lonely I.
I am floating through the stars.
Dark and cold
without direction.
Drifting like an empty wisp.
In a world of perfection
I have no connection.
A lost reflection.
Cut me loose.
There is a pain throbbing
somewhere deep.
A symptom of secrets,
thoughts that I keep
tucked up for frozen nights
in which I weep
and no one sees
and no one hears
and no one cares
for my own tears
and fears
of all I cannot be,
dreams that I will never see
and friends who are not friends to me
but whispers of catastrophe.
The little things
I hide away
when I spend the day
by a glowing screen
and wonder what I even mean
to people who are never there
as all around me
the shadows tear
and bite and claw and scratch my soul
and I wonder
if it's time to go.