Letters to her...

Wake up in the distance, in the haze of the feelings I despair for another lump of air in my lungs. It's time to go on, to live my life outside, I wished you stayed, I hoped and prayed, but now I'm again on my own. I stair in the mirror see the shadow arise from the ghost of the morning that came in this day. For on the past I remember moments, times of care and shelter, for on the future I see emptiness, I see myself staring at me, I caress that moment when I will be stripped of all pride. Naked in the cold I walk outside the streets, alone but not lonely, I am by myself a man, a being, an entity of this world...