I'm walking.
but my feet are glued to the ground...

Poppies lay where once i fought
and lost many a friend and foe...

My Heart, My Divine,
My reason for life...

White dresses and fluffy skies,
sherlock kisses and scrutinising eyes...

What would you do
If i gave up my life...

The ghosts of the road torment me,
Whispering, circling around my head...

The pinnacle of my heart's desire,
With meaningful caresses you kindle my fire...

As i glance at the space beside me,
I can almost see him there...

I can last hours
Without dreaming of you now...

Living in a cloud of smoke
My lungs are black and raw...

I'm with you
In mind...

If it was an ultimatum, which would you choose?
Either decision would change your life...