Circular Logic

Moments pass and I find myself
Trailing further and further behind
Their faces I can never see
Calling out to them
The names of those who d left long ago
Each step further
And another step behind
Down this thickening path
With no end in sight

This promise of sleep, lost long before the night
As I was told this would be my last
Just like the night before, spent awaiting an end
Never forgotten what it means to live

This promise of sleep I made to myself long ago,
Unfulfilled and out of reach
Like the faces I will never see
And the names I will never know,
Those who I am destined to follow down this thickening path
With no end in sight