It’s almost time to leave… I don’t think I can last much longer…was I ever there?

It’s dangerously overcast… too thick to fly… visibility close to zero…
Raindrops raining down… almost falling right through me… I don’t even notice… Stray rays of light dancing in the night… glimmering in each drop… giving me pause… but not for long…

I’m hopelessly lost with hope… staring into space… desperately looking for a shadow…
Shadows should have showed the way… shadows should have paved the way… yet I’m drenched deeper in dismay… Where do you stand? Where does the sun rise? I’m terribly colour blind… When it is black and white, will you only be on screen... will I ever settle for silhouettes? … I don’t think I can ever be the light.

It is growing so dim; I have trouble changing the bulb. I can’t count on the sun… it doesn’t stay for long... for I am stuck between two hills… each one steeper than the other… each side growing higher… overarching towards each other… stretching me thin…so very thin…Each hilltop slowly cracking and crumbling under the sun… grains of sand falling... burying me deeper into indecision… I don’t think I can breathe anymore… what choice do I have? I’m afraid I might have to do it... the rain is relentless...

My coat is dissolving… piece by piece devoured by the acidic rain… but that’s all it will eat… I’ve already consumed myself… there is little left… another pole… another drain… neither clockwise, nor counter, there’s no need for time… I don’t think it will ever change.

One day it will hit you… one day can change everything… one day can last an eternity... maybe tomorrow will be another world.