Pierce Me
How can one be alone,
In such a full place?
Full of life
Full of love
How, I ask?
For I am most alone
Amongst a crowd
The voices in their heads scream.
They scream so loud.
The noise blocks out all else,
But the blank canvas of darkness,
Streching out like a claw.
A jagged piece of glass,
Aimed at my soul.
And I'm too tired to fight it now.
Pierce me then,
If you so please.
Pierce me.
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