Alone am I Alone are we Insomniacs, lying awake Sitting in our beds past midnight Staring into oblivion, into nothing Pondering our lives, pondering Our choices, the world, the universe Our very existence in this reality
Alone am I Alone are we What if I were to disappear? To be gone from here, This plain, this place What if I were to disappear? What are we, what am I?
Alone am I Alone are we Staying up beyond midnight Unable to sleep, it rejects us You, reader, and I, writer, Alone am I Alone are we