Alone

A glass case in which I lay
Only to hear myself
Repeating echoes

To feel only myself
Be loved by only me
Eternal loneliness

Vibrating earth beneath
Waiting for shattered glass
Only to be cut by those whose set me free

At last, no air
No echoes, no touch
No love, I sleep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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