Where would I be…
… if life had taken the natural course of things?
Would we have my homeland healing retreat?
Would I write the brightest articles?
Would I be inspired to write my best songs yet?
Would I be at my best point in health and fitness?
Would we live in sheer devotion of each other?
Would we be enjoying the pleasures of our love and lust for each other?
No one knows, as this is not what happened.

My life path got severed,
the rug removed from under my feet violently,
silently,
and now I am at a stand still,
latent,
alive but dead.
Cracked mind, soul void of spark,
my health deteriorated,
merely pushing myself to exist.

My heart beats for my little ones,
and yet it’s like a third person’s joy,
not really me, but someone I used to be.
I have no more tears left to mourn myself.

I just wander timeless.
Nothing matters.
Not even the magic of the summer sun,
nor its pink sunsets.