No Longer Feels Like Home! Poem by Jacob Nambe

We can tell there is nothing left to say.
This cold flame once carried warmth.
We stand together yet apart with something in between.
I won't make good company to your secrete destination.

This fog we're in, hides my strength and clouds your vision.
I must now feel how strong I am, as you, must see what you need.
On this narrow path, we should travel lonesome.
For the sake of my sanity, I dare not lend you strength.

Travel wide-eyed and hold your own.
As I am now saving myself for me, and from you.
Discover me from afar, as I begin to see me up-close.
Find yourself in my absence and be who you must be.
~Sparrow.