There were once things I loved, and things I cherished.
People and family I adored; Things I was glad to care for.
It is hard to say why thats different now.
You could say my heart has shut down.
It hasnt regained power.
Ive been waiting for those people to come to my aid.
However none have attempted the trip.
I thought I could always count on them to keep me going.
I thought they cared enough to break down the door.
I thought they would do what is necessary to revive me.
Here I lay, No heartbeat, Still Waiting.
I sometimes wonder if it is my fault.
Was I not there for them?
Did I let them fall through the cracks I was desperately trying to fill?
I let them fall.
Sadly, I cant help them back.
Nor do I have any strength to even help myself.
You could say I am running on empty.
