Just Me

Lost alone abandon am I in a room full of people it feels as its just me and no others its just me and I alone and dismembered in the world that never ends but just continues to spin so here I sit in the dark my room by many but none I know by name for I am in the loneliness hall of fame, spiraling into a loathsome sea of depression that taint with fragments in its black seas that crash upon the red shores of self-infected mutilation as seas become red the black seas absorb every inch it can from the stumbling hand laying down against the ground of these rocky seas I sit and gather and see faces unknown to me just figures and shadows that wander through this eternal sea