Alone in the ruble.

As the light vanishes my world starts to crumble,

And I come to find myself alone in the ruble,

I look to my left and no one is standing there,

I look to my right just to find an empty chair,

And right behind me is the feeling of loneliness,

That comes to claim me back into its vastness,

As I start to surrender once again to this feeling,

I hear a voice inside me telling me to keep running,

I look forward and I see a tiny little silhouette.

I start running with my face covered in sweat,

I come closer and closer to the person standing there,

Now I start to feel warm and see light, and feel the air,

I finally arrive at her side and she offers me her hand,

She asks me “Would you like to create something grand?”