The birds endless calls
outside my window
and the almost comforting sound
of the purring house cat
the children outside in the street
screaming and shouting
in their little world of happiness
i hear the t.v playing to no one
full of life,
full of colour.
And the dog, breathing heavy,
as it sleeps in its wonder world
And the clock
ticking the day away
minutes,
hours,
filled with nothingness
i can hear myself
my nearly silent breathing
and my faint beating heart.
It feels like it not beating at all.
And i hear my mind,
talking to me,
trying to tell me something
yet im clueless to what it is
But no people surrounding me
no talking
no shouting
no laughing
no crying
just me
all alone in my head
as i feel
that i slowly disintegrate into the dust
