2 May 2012
I open my eyes and what do I see?
the beautiful sky right above me, as
pale as your skin, and as far as you are. I hold out my hand and what do I touch? The cold soft snow, melting in my clutch.
As I dare close my eyes, see what's not there? Your face, your soul and life that was once so fair.
Insomnia • Opuss № I