I had a thought, a dreary one,
It was one in which I was none.
I wondered if it could come true;
The thought of everyone, life anew.
And so, in curiosity a wish I made,
And for this wish, I dearly paid.
I asked to know, I asked to see;
What life would be without me.
Then suddenly, a bright flash of light.
It held me close and exposed my fright;
It proved me right on my worst fears;
No one aware as my existence disappears.
I knew then as now you undoubtedly do,
That my ill fated wish had come true!
The familiar room which once was mine,
Wasn't the home, where I used to repine.
With family gone, to friends I fled!
Advanced them with a sense of dread.
Unknown to them, they did not care;
But, blinked back with vacant stares.
Against the wall, I sat and cried.
It was actual, like I'd truly died.
And although yes, I was afraid:
Another wish I hurriedly made.
A wish for final death to end my pain;
But, woefully this I never will gain.
You now know as clearly as I'd did,
That coming true wasn't wish's candid.
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The Dreary Thoughts
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