Empty

The candle’s out, the lights are off, and the door is closed.
Your smile is no longer welcome in my black and gray world.

With no sun and no clouds.
With no rivers, trees and grass to lie on.

The glitter in my eyes is gone.
The beat of my heart is no more than a sound.

My face is falling off and my soul is about to perish.

And I ask myself,
how did I get this far?

Why didn’t I stop?

I miss the colors, and I even miss the rain.
I miss my spirit, that seems to have ran away