I wonder (poetry)

Do they crave to hear my voice echo down the hallways.And pray I come back Do they wish to hear the sound of me coming down the stairways Or maybe listen to just one step.Does my empty seat make them feel empty too.As if a part of them is missing.Do they have nightmares, because of me Maybe even one or Two. Is it wierd setting the table for one person less.Does my absence hang above their heads.Like a lost soul echoing amidst darkness.Does my memory haunt their dreams.Are their minds a chaotic mess.Are they losing sleepBecause of how much they miss meI wonder if they feel empty. If the house is quiet.And the hallways seem lonely.If they regret their riot And all the words they pierced through me Or maybe they’re Overjoyed .Celebrating my Farewell .They never wanted me.And are glad I’m gone.They pray I never come back.Maybe even hope I’m deadI wonder if it’s all different, now that I’m gone…