It will be all darkness after you will be gone
the cold sneaky creeping will worm among my bones
and my soul will lose the bright color of the sunlight .
It will be senseless after you will be gone
the meaning of what I do will stumble against the walls
asking around for an answer but it will not get .
It will be motionless after you will be gone
and every gesture every simple act will be dragged around
like in a slow motion nightmare without any hope of awakening.
words and phothography by Arialee Miles