I toss around reaching out to shadows and ghosts.
Imagination of friends, strangers, soulmates;
That were, could be,or just exist in my mind.
My fists still empty as they were.
My eyes still searching.
My heart still numb.
My soul wiped out.
I embrace the new year - stoic and alone.
Alone! and not lonely.
I promise myself many more nights,
Searching? Yes! Hoping? Maybe not!
Cheers and Happy new year to myself..
