A dark place, where thoughts are fragmented and feelings are ghosts passing by.
Trying to reach out mentally and physically for a hand to pull you into the light.
Each one presenting itself as a solid, only to later realize it too is a ghost.
The darkness has no end, you wander for days, which turns into months. before you know it, years have gone by.
You feel something gently holding your hand, you take a breath
Finally another soul in the darkness.
Where is the other soul that held your hand
Where is the other hand that embraced you
made you no longer alone.
An echo in the darknes
Could it be..
That lovely hand that made a warm blanket in the cold
Oh that other soul
How comforting it can be
You call out
Here I am!!!
Lying before you in the darkness
There never was an echo from another
No second soul or warm hand
It was always you
Alone in the darkness