Left deep within the soul,
Deep within our hearts,
Lies an alternate life.
A life which has been shed,
Rebuilt and alive again.
Within each being,
A story can be found,
Where the scars remain.

He hid his past life in the darkness of his mind
His story, his reason.
It followed him,
Crept in the depths of love,
And in the cracks of trust.
His scars were exposed,
His mystery revealed.

Words fluttered into the night sky,
As his secrets were shed
Suddenly brought to life,
In my mind, in my imagination.

Numb.
A feeling hard to explain.
Like a heart breaking, a life being taken and a love in the making.
It happened with a crash.
I saw stars, shining.
I saw my life, flashing.
Then silence broke.

Reality.
A reminder, a painful realization.
Reality set in, blood seeped out.
Sirens came, closer and closer, farther and farther.
I felt so far away.

Alone.
Separate, apart, isolated.
So many sounds, words, yelling, screaming.
The dark sky surrounded by faces; so unfamiliar.

Silence.**
As I fall asleep.
I fall.
fall.
fall.

The sun, peeking through what was left of the night,
Made room for new thoughts, new ideas, a new day.
Warmth being wrapped around me tight,
The wonder and confusion was dispersed as if the sun brought new beginnings.
I felt the sadness escape my mind, as his lips touched mine.
There was no question, there was no reason just the state of sleep wiping away fears.
It was different now, each bright morning, each rising sun, I felt the wheel turning.
It was different this time.
In the way the cold breeze felt when it hit me,
in the way it felt when looks were exchanged,
in the way it felt within each sun rise.
It was then, just as the sun peeked its head between the curtains,
I felt the embrace,
The ever so knowing that things were okay,
That everything would in fact be okay.