Clear

I can feel the distance between us,

It's like the distance from my home.

I tense as my fingertips distract themselves,

They cannot find a place to go.

The warmth of a place like mine seems to drift away slow...

Colder,

Colder.

I can feel a breeze sweeping the earth,

It's like a sort of hidden clue,

One that clearly directs continuation,

To a place is much farther and new.

I sink deep into a place that is dark and blue...

Colder,

Colder.

I can feel a strong heartbeat;

It's just one, that is alone,

It pulses strangely without certainty,

As it feels the breeze slow,

I am alone now with only its push telling me to go...

Colder,

Colder.

Without a comfort in my sight,

Without a message as my guide,

Without your love to shelter me,

Without a fear to cast aside,

I will dive into the future and

sink deep into the haze of what is near.

Colder,

Clear.