Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
May 2013 · 386
Alone
AM May 2013
Sometimes
I look at beautiful things
And I ache
All over

I stare blankly
As my eyes cloud
With loneliness

I'm drowning
In my own mind

I need something
Anything
To revive me
Something
To make beautiful things
Feel
Beautiful
Again

— The End —