Looking back in time I remember little,
Of me,
Of us,
Of the way we used to be,
Of the way we knew we were supposed to be…

How did it happen,
This atrocity exhibition that has torn us apart?
It has left me cold…
Empty…
Alone.

Where are you now?
Are you alone, like me?
Do you feel how I feel?
Has this wind of fear swept you away from the warmth of life,
Like it has me?

I search…
Looking for the answers,
Knowing I may never find them…
Knowing I may never find…
You.