I see the light

It flashes and passes by me

Another day.......another month and year passes

I don't see how life is supposed to be purposeful 

When all people do is walk on by 

I am now gone

Now that they see me doing better

They wish for me back

I send them regards but don't have but to respond

The only way to end ties is 

"With this I say with the high authority"

"That you no longer have that kind of control of me"

"I wish you a better future and perspective of life"

"Because I now see that light that used to flutter away"

"Love from the forever dreaming traveler"