Saturday, March 23, 2019

Dying Alone

Through her tears, she stares out at the vast wilderness. 
She senses the end. 
As if it were written, it unfolds onto her lap.
Trapped, with nowhere to go. 
She has no one to turn to. 
She knows fear is just the enemy.
Please, forgive me.
But, I don't want to die alone. 

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