Being all alone


Being all one, under this deadly sky
neither able to live, nor able to die.
Laughter seems like past, most emotional drama going on
me like member of cast, playing my role all alone.
Can't make it to end, just tired of this land
nothing to fear about,not even if buried in sand.
Simply can't bear it more,world seems to make me bore
my heart is just tore,questioning what i am living for.
Afraid I am of terror, much afraid of peace
loneliness is horror,there is so much that I miss.

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