Gone.

He is gone
now there's only silence.
There's no one sound, i can't hear anything.
There's no birds, no wishpers, no music.
There's just silence and a hole.

Where it was supposed
I was relationating with the world before
there is no more than a yellow space
which blind me and neither i can see.

There's no colours, people or forms.
There's nothing, universe have vanished
PUM! Everything out: sounds, smells, people;
All have dissapeared as a stroke

And i don't know that's the worst
Having lost you or
that with you I lost it all.

Even I can't hide in my dog
that as blind as I am
Doesn't know who he is,
where he is or when he's going to die.

I make an effort to breath outside and later inside.