Pensive

I woke up
I woke up to the cold, harsh reality of Life
I opened the door
And the smoke that had been hovering around me
So still and peaceful
Began to choke me, strangle me
I gasped for breathless air
I screamed
I screamed but no sound came
No shriek
No whisper
I was alone
My heart ached
I cried tearless tears
It didn’t matter
I grasped for something, anything
I yearned for something I could never have again
It hurt
There was nothing
There is nothing
I am alone.
Forever.

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