Crumbling earth
Snow falling silently
Dying plants
Someone sick lying in bed
85 pillows over my head
Feeling like lead.
Eyes glazed
The world shaking all around me
Is aloneness turning to frustration.
A mass construction site
An avalanche
Rotting plants reek
Someone on their deathbed
Tears running down their cheek
85 pillows crushing my head
Me feeling like loads of lead.
Eyes wide open
With a start
The world ceased to exist
It's just my sad beating heart.
This is aloneness:
Just me and the dark world.
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Author:
buzzybee4you (
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- Category: Sad
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