There is a foggy shroud of darkness around me.
Just foggy, not completely blackened.
There are shapes in the misty expanse.
I can't tell whether they hiss or beckon.
I cry out to you - hold my arms out in front of me
And begin the arduous task of searching.
I hear you in the confusion – just a whisper
But it sounds like you are laughing.
Memories assault me like hungry lions
Memories of happy moments.
My mind can't resolve this betrayal
It explodes into fragments.
The world continues oblivious to my pain
I slowly begin to gather the remains.