A bubble floats
With no words,
Why is there this vacancy?
It\'s irritating
Not me,
But the man you can\'t see.
He\'s impatient
About these things,
I\'ve already been pushed aside.
I tell him
It needs time,
But my words he won\'t abide.
He reaches to pop it,
Please just listen
Don\'t be a fool.
Slowly it forms,
But too slow
For this man is a ghoul.
But what is gone
Is not completely lost,
Everything must have a source.
My journey
Only beginning,
No longer shall I feel this remorse.