Yet mind so futile, forcing will,

One step from nowhere, is a fear

If 'somewhere' lives our loves so dear.

A body dead with beating heart,

And mind in fight to movement start.

With time to think of crossing lines

Reflecting on the best of times

To look ahead and see a void,

My character, was much destroyed.

So I began to think of things,

Of fluffy clouds and angels wings.

 

A sadness falls, if it were so...

That life were left ~ nowhere to go