Oct 27
I wake up to silence
outside my window
the sun shines through the early mist.
i am alone.
cold,
a ghostly aurora that is my own presence
lingers in this empty space
cold,
i am alone.
outside my window
the sun shines through the early mist.
i am alone.
cold,
a ghostly aurora that is my own presence
lingers in this empty space
cold,
i am alone.
