We are alone. The only person that I know is me. Who\'s watching? Everyone is.
We are truly alone. Silent in our own body and our own mind.
We are alone. We are born and we die.
It\'s a short window before it closes and opens for someone or something else.
Yes. We have family and friends, but they too are alone.
We are of our own space and matter. Our own dust.
Grasp life before the sands of death overcome. We are alone.
Are we? Who is my God? Is there a being that is my being?
Dust clung together by hope.