An Empty Seashell

An empty seashell

I can hear the sea

It’s empty and hollow

Like my mind and my thoughts

I’m like a flightless bee

I can’t be happy

I can only feel sadness

And loneliness and anger

But people don’t seem to see

I can’t collect pollen

Only lay there, barely breathing

Helpless, a disgrace

The others have left me to suffer

As I listen to the seashell

My mind starts to blur

And a little bee flies past

It flies away into the distance

Taking my joy and happiness with it

I now have no purpose

I have nothing left

So I walk into the sea

Deep under the surface

It hurts just like a bee sting

My heart starts to slow

My vision begins to go

I think of the little bee

Dead, helpless, worthless, gone

-12.26.17