Looking for someone I knew 7 years ago. Seems they have vanished. If you are out there I am here.
At the edge of the leafless trees we walked, crawled, stumbled, ran, stood still. Lifeless husks under grey sky. Among the leafless trees, a field stone wall bathed in cold grey light, hiding secrets. The feeling of being lost . Wet drops fly into the eye hole of my head leaving the ground bloody wet.
“It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.” –William Henley