After clenching my theeth behind the ghosts that are meant to be radiantly fibrant in color, I inhale every part of them while they creap like smoke to the very corners of my lungs.
Nothing else but dust that rises when they are retracing your steps, slowly reaching for my heart.
With each pass they are rumbling up the dirt on their way to what is left of the war that has taken place in an oh so warm safe haven.
~or heaven when it were your feet wandering through my paradise garden of life, where now the comfort is long gone in memory and all that is left are the broken fragments of once beautiful shaped clouds in front off a crystal blue sky.
~that turned to dark matter in a bodemless ocean where you let me fall into you
Without any last words of lost whispers, to never let me resurface to the land of loving and what is now keeping me in a forever limbo of you
-and me still holding on to myself while drowning again tonight.