Sitting Here
Exhausted
Tired
Battered
Beaten
I feel so worn
So numb to everything,
and Everyone
I scream for help
I scream for reprieve
No answer comes except my words echoed
So here I am sitting
Stuck in this rut
Unable to see the world around me
The sky above is dark
Not a single star to lend me her light
But its times like this that I think about you
You probably don’t know
You probably don’t care
You probably don’t even look at me
So here I am sitting
Next to a lonely tree
Watching the storm rage around me
I get whipped by debris
Dirt in my eyes, stinging burning.
My mouth, Full of ash
My fears like a poison
Overwhelming my mind
Paralyzing me
Fatigued
Drained
Tattered
Trampled
I sit here contemplating
The world around me black as night
I see a brilliant light
The light moves away from me fast
Faster than anything ever seen
Why does it do that? why does it leave?
I never tried to do anything!
I say im sorry
She doesnt say anything.
The field around me
Empty and bare
I scream out as loud as I can
I AM SORRY
Still nothing…
except the echos that bombard me seconds later
Copyright © Josh Evans | Year Posted 2010
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