The feeling of being very alone while surrounded by people.

There’s just nothing. 

Infinite emptiness like stars hidden beneath the smoke
Of dying dreams and twisted hopes
If all I’ve started is to surrender in the end
To things that they couldn’t comprehend
Feeling the heat but tasting the rain
Shivers of fear that grow with the pain
At what point did I lose what I had left
Of the pieces of me that I’d fed

But now I stand.
Surrounded by moving images
of distorted colors
I stand.
with what I’d consumed
I stand.
for the clouds to pass
I simply stand.


The End

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