Drifting...

Drifting along time
Semiconscious.
I have closed all the doors again.
Checked them twice.
I know the leaving when approaches.
I feel it fleeting through my veins.
Everyone now is far away.
Can barely hear them murmur
Can vaguely see their shapes.
Already gone.
Already alone.
Deeply and utterly alone
At last.
This cast was painful
Drank and chewed the best of me.
And sometimes they drank the worst of me.
Closing I reborn.