and through the darkness, i am trying to seek light.
i flip the switch - certainly there is a window.
opportunities gently grip my shoulder in patience. they tell me what i need to do.
i speak in black, but there are other hues that surround me. the yellows of the sunshine. you smile from miles away, and it reminds me that you'll always be there.
the horizon is distant and inviting, but no matter how far i run, it will always stay that way. distant. never inviting, though. i will never be invited again.
i died four months ago. you've forgotten my secrets in half of the time. i still mean every word that i spilled into your ears.
every.
single.
word.
