Wasted Time

Sad times...

A lonely soul
Sits alone
Awaiting a companion
It sits by itself
Dwelling on sad memories
At the bottom of an empty canyon.
Haunting images
Of past mistakes
Still leave their mark of shame.

A soul still sits
Pondering past events
To the soul, it's all the same.
It's just a sickly mime
It's just a waste of time.