[photo found on tumblr]

I don’t know where I am right now. I can no longer see my past, it has faded like darkness passed dawn. Maybe this is a waiting room. A room without any walls and the view from the windows are of the unknown. Unfamiliar landscapes, skies of unheard shades of grey, trees whispering unspoken words. I sit here, patiently and try to speak – but I have no voice, or perhaps I have lost my language, I am not quite sure. There are flowers growing out of my hands, reaching for another sun. I quietly eat them while I am waiting.