FOREVER ALONE

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Submitted Date 09/12/2022
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A cringe runs down my weakened spine

Feelings emerge that I simply cannot define

I wonder if this is some type of worldly sign

A notice to tell me that all will be fine

What am I thinking? It's probably the wine

My life could never possibly be this divine

 

I wake up foggy and sit up with a groan

My state of being has grown worse on its own

Dying like this is slow and fate isn't known

Wishing it would quicken; I'd be beneath a stone

Nothing to feel; a carcass laying prone

No agony left, yet forever alone

 

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