Till you get your powers back

Sudden light crosses the sky and is coming closer and closer

It looks like a fallen sun and feels like the final desperation and the biggest hope at the same time.

I’m standing here, until I wash myself of myself

Is someone here? – I ask

- The heights of the sun

Should I get closer?

- ‘How much burning, burning will you feel -

Too many for me’

I wish I were asleep so I had another chance to wake up

No future with shadows.

Forget us.