A trail of small footprints
Following the winding road
Not knowing
No warning
The tracks seem to fade
Nothing is left
The air is moist
The sky is bleak
The thumping in your heart
Slowing; too tired; too weak
Looking back, the steps are clear
Looking forward, they disappear
Not knowing
No warning
A lingering spirit floating in midair
Why are you here?
Why is it there?
You look into its eyes
A sea of swirling ember
From there come the cries
Trying to remember
Remember,
Remember.
The eerie eyes are blank
Yet filled with an unknown emotion
You are helpless.
Your feet soon leave the earth.
Your complexion turns grey.
For once you are at peace
As your life slips away.
