Haywired

e m p t y

On this
lonely gloomy peachy night
with no stars or moon
to light up the dark sky,
here I am lying hopelessly
with my head turn to left
asking pathetically
will somebody someday
fill in this huge empty bed?

It would be wonderful
to see a human being
lying next to my side,
rather than having
the dark brown ground
accompany me in the graveyard.

No.
I don't wanna die yet.

-S.A-