Just Alone

Today as I sit on my chair,
I feel nothing and empty.
There is missing a piece on me.
That could hardly believe in
When I see it by myself,
I hardly denied,
And I cried.

As flower without bee’s.
I feel the loneliness,
The wind just winds me,
I feel it and it hurts.

As much I step on.
I tried too, and
I viewed things,
I could say.
There you go.
Here I Am again.
Did things could be possible,
Happened all over again?
Life could be like this.

I been ignoring it,
I been nothing.
I been far,
I couldn’t feel it.
I couldn’t share it.
I’m just..
A scratch piece.
and being throw somewhere.



July 10, 2017