I lost you to a shadow
drowning in it
alone.
I made a mistake
I fell down the stairs.
What a perfect excuse.
My blood flows like a dying river
poisoned by indifference.
Helpless, sharing my stories with ghosts
at least they can relate.
My only prayer
written in a bottle
is my last hope.
If I'm forgotten,
my ashes will find their way
to the one looking for me.
Vibrating gray tints
crying "sorry, sorry!"
