Chasing Shadows – Day 274, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Sometimes I ask myself,
“Am I still alive?”
I haven’t seen my shadow for a whilr,
Ever since you said good-byr.
Can’t help,
But,
To think,
“Did I waste my life?”
Chasing who I thought was my other half.
Ripped apart from my palm while I held a knife on the other hand.
Not realizing it was I who split us down a middle I was never grounded in.
Until I found myself alone on a bed we slept in,
Safe,
And sound within,
A home set on fire by the fire in my eyes…
Hot enough to keep us warm where everybody went cold for,
Pennies and dimes…
Tell me,
Am I still alive?
Or,
Am I stuck in a nightmare I need to wake from before I,
Die?…