The blissful wind caresses my cheek, like a longlostlover. The leaves crunch and crack under my heavy, drunken footfall. My head is clouded with a sense of high; feeling light-headed and weary. Iām unable to think straight; thoughts of you make me dizzy. However, I just walk around like the dead, unable to feel anything but the numbness in my heart. I fall in the state of depression Iām in; I feel as though I cannot go on. And so, I let myself drop. Down Down Down And I am lost in an ocean of forgottensouls.