“departing…yet not leaving,”

Me l am like person
  . . .`No longer invited to the table`. . .
My health played this trick on the many who knew myself.

It is like wandering along an empty beach in the summertime.


This is how it feels this heart thing  . .Kinda like this almost defines who l am . .but it not,  .  it as though l departed but not yet left the party . . .