fresh air
grasping
clutching at the remains
you whisper
silent
meaningless
words
but they comfort me
enough to take another breath of icy air
enough to let me believe
that everything we had
was reality
but i won't fantasize
for i am no longer
trapped
in my head
these thoughts
they are nothing
for they lead me
down
an unstable path
walking
forward
i will follow
through trees
and fields
maybe
the upturned rock
will appoint me a destiny
if there is such a thing
the stars shine
bright
but they give me guidance
for maybe
there is no path
maybe
if i just stand
here
patiently awaiting
something will find me
and i will greet it
stained
wary
and open armed