My deepest thoughts & feelings; culprits to suffocated pores but I didn't mind the confinement anymore. There were the few hours of the 24 that left a serene mist among my eyes. When I saw the moon I'd open my window, & for the life of me I wish this were a story in which I could say there were butterflies; zooming in, every which way illuminating my spirits. But to an awakening & frightening truth there was just.. nothingness. A silence that left an annoying buzz in my ears adjoined cold air that bit my cheeks and dried the tears. Everything was still as I watched the moon and I remembered him. • • • • • Join the voyage in this book of poetry and thought amplifying excerpts. Be careful and don't get lost, the mind is a tricky place.