Questions in the Void

"Are you still standing?"
you asked at that time,
Then the sky whimpered for me.

It looks dramatic but it is.
The feeling that faded with the raindrops that came,
I died in the sad blue sky,

it's not that sad, but it's enough for me to
stop and choose to stay in meaningless waiting.

In the meantime I try to live again, live without that sky again
And now I ask you "do you still have a soul?"