I am but a vapor- I am nothing
I have nary a friend, I have nothing
Would you still die for me?
You already have.
There is little significance
To my very existence.
I lie and wait, wait to die
But still you visit me at my tomb.
I am not worth the flowers
On my grave.
Once we die, we are all the same.
Sustenance, you still sustain me.
Hope- you offer me light when I despair.
Listen- you listen to me with immense care.