what else.

I feel lost,

Although it is all familiar,

It is bound to me,

And I am bound to it,

But what once held comfort,

Now holds a looming fate,

One that is no longer radiating of warmth,

But of what else I am missing,

It is not them,

They bring me back,

But this place,

This pin point in the middle of no where,

That is what scares me the most,

Standing still as the world flies by,

Time whirls past, 

As I stand motionless,

Emotionless,

And wondering,

What else?