looking outside
my window
waiting for a clue
for my sanity
to come back to me
it left a long time ago
and I am afraid
it has gone for good
I can't find anything
remotely close
to love
that has run away
from me as well
and I am beginning to
think that maybe
I'm better off
alone
with no one to care
for me
or
hold me when my windows
open and
the fierce wind blows
alone
I will die
and by myself
I will hug God...