a forgotten soul
so shall i be.
a forgotten soul.
abandoned once and again.
never truly important.
or am i?
the phoenix flames die out
the surrounding air turns cold
the only thorough way to be void of all happenings
is to turn my back against all mankind.
and so i shall.
with no reason
nor belongings
to hold me back.
the last of me
that you'll see
is no more than my shadow
in the dark.
the day will come
when you least expect it.
