These letters
Are all I have left.

26 friends
To tell my stories to.

26 letters
Are all I need.

I can stich them together
To create oceans and ecosystems

I can fit them together
To form planets and solar systems.

I can use letters
To construct

Skyscrapers and metropolitan cities
Populated by people, places, things

And ideas that are more real to me
Than these 4 walls.

I need nothing
But letters to live.

Without them
I would not exist.

Because these words I write down
Are the only proof I have

That I'm still
Alive.