The Break Up

I awake: new, clean, my eyes blinking in the bright daylight,
Shielding my tear-stained face with a shaking hand.
I am naked and alone,
Curled up on the hard, flat floor that travels as far as I can see
I call out,
But no one is around to hear me

I feel exposed, vulnerable,
I do not know who or where I am
Not now everything has changed,
Does it even matter?

I can see to the horizon but
Nothing casts a shadow from here to there

Alone for miles,
I should be terrified by the flatness
And my hands should be shaking as I pull myself up to stand.
But they don't
I stand,
I look,
I take it all in, in the golden light of the dawn

Everything I love is gone,
Everything I own is gone,

But I can't help thinking,
When the warm, caring sun begins to rise
And I see my shadow begin to stretch
Further and further,
Taking its steps and
Starting to walk

That maybe I should begin again,
That maybe this is a fresh start