I'm staying still, listen to me and I will hear you. I know it's you because I am weak, why else would you draw on my thoughts while I search for you. Where have you looked at me by what struggle had I been a matter of? Nothing moves, I am here with the earth pressed against me as should I move with it, but asides this, asides this, I've become weak.

From the shadows I sought a reason to stay in its dark side and there find and reason a stay, quiet, should we be near.

Reach for me.

Everything waits, nothing turns, everything waits.

I don't want to.... write it!!! I want to climb, just extend my arms and pull life towards me, reach into space and pull myself to you.