Deserted
Scared.
Alone,
There's no one around.
All I see are
trees
sand
and the loud ocean waves crashing down.
You should be here with me.
But you never seemed to care.
I'm scared and alone.
Deserted
and it isn't fair.
Not fair...
the one thing I would take with me here
I can't.
because you just don't care.
So I'll remain numb
and continue to breath
nothing but stale, salty air.
This poem is about:
Me
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