Where am I going?
What do I do?
It would all be easier if I could still ask you.
What am I doing?
You disappeared.
These days I wish that you were still here.
Silent space to ponder.
All the ones who got away.
Your favorite people’s final days.
All the things you didn’t say.
All the reasons people pray.
I’ll just listen.
Why do I wake up?
The less I know, the more it all means.
When will I wake up?
Beginning and end, but what’s in between?
Where am I going?
What should I do?
This would all be easier if I could still ask you.
I never lied, because I never knew.
I still speak to you
and I just listen.
this is your life chuck johnson 