If we ever meet. It will be at night.

Las time i had Someone

Is when i washed my soul leave.

Like a thief it left and forgot something.

Me..!

That day was life" full of day light.

light lid clouds incredibly on all but Not me.

All shadowing spots, dark corners,

And all those hard to reach spaces,

In betwen and tuck in.

All Belong to

     me.....

Not one single beam of light passed

me.

but thoughts of yesterday

Me

piqued that light Was somewere

but not with

me

constantly was maging Pictures repeatedly of repeats of light with

me.

But noun of now, maybe i dint like soneone

Me.

So for soul too go,..   It must and will not forget to spit spirit out and split but without

me.

And in out and open mind of mine all

the time, my heart always felt it to be"

Frustratingly normal in

me.
There's no element that can feed me

A thing that can ever taste

Good my soul is a no show, and if he appeared most possibly it would not mood for it.well atleast not for

Me..