Autopilot

I have been on autopilot since you left
The routine has taken over.

Lost without your presence I drift robotically through soulless streets,
Where memories we shared haunt me at every turn.
I cannot escape this nightmare I now find myself living.

The drained face in the mirror, familiar, yet not my own.
I exist but I do not live.

Hours blend into days, into weeks.
The world moves on, but I stand still.
Stuck somewhere between the past we had and the future I must embrace.

The monochromatic winter landscape, bleak and colourless,
Like my empty heart, my empty life.

Alone, I find myself cocooned in darkness.
Unsure as to when I can break free into the light again,
And take command of my destiny.