Skeletons.

"Love my name, Love left dry. Frost or flame, Skeleton me"

I listen to the world. I listen to the sounds of the street and the crickets of the night. Though the rush is all around I feel nothing. I feel no one anymore. Billions of souls hovering around empty as me. The lights are speeding past my eyes. It's pitch black in the sky. I'm just standing still anticipating to move. Anesthetics. My own heart is holding me back. I don't know what I want or where I want to go. I need to do something. Risky. Daring. Something that turns the concept of "life" upside down. Wants and Needs. Those lights that keep gliding across my eye sight are the opportunities. And they are faster than anyone expects. Slipping like the unwanted dust through the cracks of the floor. Live life quick and short or slow down and take a good look. I have these dreams. I'm stopping everything in existence, I walk in silence. The silence you can only find in the abyss of space and time. I would reach my hands into the black sky. I am reaching for nothing. Dust falling inside and out of my fingers. Through the skeleton that resides in me. A voice ponders the words. It is faint and gentle. "You are born with nothing and you will die with nothing." I resign my post leaving love and compassion behind. I shall stride in peril to have known that love and to have lost it. I hope the abyss sends for me, to take me into the sky. Where no one and nothing exists.