I can hear you

I can hear you
Even if it’s across a universe of memories
I can hear you
What we are
What we were
What are we now?

Before us I was a different person
Dancing with the demons and succubus
Laughing at all the things I was told would harm me


Now I wait
Usually in silence
My only friends are the music from a scratched record a bottle of gin
By the grace of gods or fate I’m living

A life of solitude

Of sorts

Almost by need
Maybe necessity
It might be the tears that fill my soon to be empty glass

Yeah, I hear you
Loud and clear
Even though you aren’t speaking
I hear you

Do you hear my goodbye?