I fade into a cloud of smoke
like a ghost no one could see me
a transparent being.
And voiceless I stood in the doorway
desperately trying to be seen or heard.
I faded into oblivion, an old discarded furniture
my time has passed
replaced by a sleek firm distasteful piece of junk.
I faded into oblivion turned forgotten and alone
although tears run down my cheeks
I was left and tossed aside like a broken glass.