At first it was a blur.
It was numbness
then unexpected relief.
Joy followed after
no longer after everything
went to daylight.
Then everything stop.
No fantasies,
no dreams.
No giggles,
no tears.
No blushes,
no confusion.
It was boring.
Nothing to do,
to feel,
to think.
It was as if i was staring into a empty, dark hole.
That succeeded sucking me into its hollow.
Grey, colourless.
I screamed for the past.
But only echos answered me.
FInally it dawned,
that was alone
on the empty streets.
