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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