i see
nothing
i hear
nothing
there’s no water
no food
no light
no people
i am alone
the air is thick
as starvingly grasp it
dying
to breathe
the ground is hot
on my bare feet
as the dry sand cuts
my sun burned toes
no trees
no shade
i am thirsty
i drink my thoughts
trying to survive
but the sun is melting my soul
til’ there is nothing
left
i try to think of home
the huge oak trees
in the spring
the cold wet rain
in the fall
but nothing is working
my mind is slowly
fading
and then...
i wake up
to my dreams
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