Jon (cloud of ashes)
Do you feel alone at every waking moment?
I'm alone at the runway, in front of a photographer, filming a commercial
I'm alone by the christmas tree, with my Birthday cake, on vacation.
Paris, Milan, New York
No matter where I go, I will be alone.
There's no escape from loneliness
No matter how hard I try to find one
All I can do is hope for the day someone actually cares about me
Someone actually checks on me
I wait and hope and wait and hope
Even as my hair sheds and my skin wrinkles
And my hearing fades and my dementia grows
I'll still be waiting and hoping
As I see myself in the mirror becoming clouds of ashes,
I'll still be waiting desperately.
Unsure of if I'm still waiting for a kind soul or
the grim reaper to take me out of my misery
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