There’s only so much you can do;

It’s been a cliché for sometime now

But it bothers because it is true.

 

How can two share the same achievable goal

And yet, one decides to conform to old habits—

Again. And again.

And again.

 

If there’s a will there’s a way,

At least that’s what I’m told.

Yet—

I find will

Then I’m quickly betrayed.

 

If will is there, then where is the way

Because I can not see a path.

The pitch blackness is suffocating me

And I must go—

I must run fast!

 

Did Will go?

For it is dark

And I lost him!

Darkness made me lose Will!

Will! Will! Will!

 

Can you hear me Will!?

Why would you disappear so rapidly?

Why would you abandon me in this dusk?

What did I do to lose you Will?

I know it was my fault!

It had to be! I blame me!

 

I was waiting for a sign from you—

In this pitch black darkness.

I sensed the energy of you Will

And then I lost you.

I felt it deeply when you left me.

 

For your energy is my strength!

If thou dearest Will shall not return—

Oh no—

What shall I do?

To waste the last of my strength searching

Or peacefully perish.