Rising up from the ground the only name I know is yours. Falling back down I seem to lose myself within this consuming thought of you. This whirlpool of my thoughts of you seem to bring me down. The lights of this world I knew seem to disappear and left in the wake of darkness is nothing near the thought of my world with you. This abyss clinging to my skin and not a object in sight I step forward to proceed on a new path. A path without you. A path where your out of my mind and I take forth my own shield and sword in hand and prepare for a new dawn.  This dawning on new times to come, the dawning of all that was lost to return. You may not know who I am. I might be a ghost or a phantom but you are nothing more then a memory now.