quiet moments of contemplation,too many moments,too much time alone with my thoughts.maybe.

here in my bunker.
neither happy nor sad.
looking inwards,
looking back.
but never ahead.
quietly watching seconds,
minutes and hours,
pass by.
it's chilly here.
waiting for nightfall.
just late enough,
so that i might sleep,
for some of the night,
and not lie awake,
for too many hours.
locked inside the silence,
of the darkness.
moods,moments,time.
and life.
my life.

erix.