A Departure Poem by Lora Cooley

Night fell on me and I ran out
Not sure why
But I guess it feels right
Sort of like I had to
I guess that makes me sound crazy
But that's alright
I feel like I might be
You know, crazy
The everyday kind
Where you forget things you shouldn't
And think too much about death
Maybe, you know?
Or have known?
Or had Known
Or is it once knew?
I'm not so sure what tense to use
I never use to feel like this
I use to feel like this
I use to feel perfectly in order
But then came a departure
Things changed
I'm mostly scared now
It's there
You can see it
Anybody could if they could look
Explain it, between lines, the fine print
The feeling of abandonment, trying to cope
Death, hope, and the thin
Waiting for me
It's all there, here
Waiting for you, for me, I'm not sure
What is our whole story?