Voices

When he opened his eyes all the voices that he knew were ghosts
Debris from feelings devoured by the silence

He again felt the World's size
Everything around him were rejected feelings,
cravings and fools desires,
bitter and empty memories

When he opened his eyes, he finally realized the scars and the lost battles
He could feel his spirit in others
who came to him in far and cold form,
like the light of dead stars touching him through the freezing night