Acknowledging Dust

Fragile thing broken, shattered remains of a past long forgotten

What's left of me has become a faded memory

I'm a soft shadow of my former self

Drifting through life unnoticed like a ghost without a grave

A man without purpose, without connection

Isolated and trapped in remembering when times were better

When existing existed and being a part of something was taken for granted

Now I'm just living in the rafters

Tucked away, gathering dust in the shadows

I lie behind the eyes of those who used to know me

Always in their mind, but never on it

My time has come and gone, now turned to dust

Swept beneath the rug yet still reaching out from under

Grasping blindly towards relevancy, belonging only to myself

My currency is consideration and I am verging on broke

I'm slipping away from the character of me

Losing myself to needing justification of my existence

I'm on the edge of acknowledgment

Everyone hears me, but nobody listens

I'm screaming into a crowd of empty spaces

But my words turn to dust, ashes in my mouth before they can escape

The bitter taste of rejection leaves a hole in my heart

A catch in the wind is all I am

A soft noise in the distance

A muttered apology of apathy and disregard

An empty promise of future interest

The pure ignorance has me begging on my knees

Pleading on the ground until that becomes my place

The dust swirling around me until that is what I am

I am the dust at their feet