Alone

The air is dry

The wind keeps blowing

Everything has vanished

But somehow I keep going

No more people are here

The sun won’t shine

My voice is gone

Yet I look for a sign

Still it’s barren

Nobody is around

Yet here I am

Still looking for the reason

I am bound

Now it’s empty

Everything’s in ice

Not one thing is here

Except maybe a scythe

I keep it with me

Without any emotion

I strike without any remorse

With least commotion

Now no one’s here

I’m alone

Sometimes I wish

For someone to come

But it’s not possible

Even if they are here

I will still be alone

Fore no one knows

If I am near

They all wish to be alone

But they no not the despair

The feeling that no one but you is there

Though I am imprisoned

Fore my fate has already been sealed

With the mark of pure Misery