photographs are a comfort
the reliving memories of
joy
sadness
accomplishments
including accidental

some can be relived more than others
and
more than often
I tired to remember your laughter,
all that was left is an impressionable smile
that hid all your numbing pain.

you left this planet and I stayed in frequent admiration of you.

Into an abyss
Into a deep hole of ripples
or

a formality of our imagination

Floating in the imagery of a shadow
or
in forms of light

The good or the bad
One can lose sense of self and mobility
When returned from such abyss
Shivering
Hungry
Grieving
No fault of our own
No regret

realizing to only fall for ourselves into the abyss.

Endless self love.