I have no choice
But to choose
The road
That I have already traveled
I have no sense of who I am
Each day I wonder out loud
Who occupies this space?
Leaning backward
I hold onto
A misshapen piece of steel
It bends, then breaks
And then I fall
There is no gravity
There is nothing
But emptiness
And I realize
I've been treading water
For far too long
He walks beside us
Invisible to searching eyes
Yet as real
As real can be
But in our confusion
He slips away
