grief

there’s no one to hear you.

overwhelmed

standing at the horizon, the infinite vastness surrounds and drowns me.

Journey

Finally I may rest.

horizon

The horizon melds opposites into gold.

closer

let us dance in the dark to a melody only we can hear.

sea

the push and pull of happiness and sadness rips me apart from the inside.

hope

i think about your once-smiling face, and hope you are finally Happy now, at a different place.

ripped apart

nothing, Death says, comes for free.

you

you are an island – part of an archipelago.