Alone

Sitting in the dark
Listening to music
Through your headphones
Blaring it so loud
That you hope are tricking
Yourself into thinking
You are not alone.

Your room feeling cold
Though it is 80 degrees
All because you are alone.

You take to many sleeping pills
And as you wait for death
You think about how
You will not be alone,
As you are in life.

Once death consumes
And you go the afterlife,
You find yourself
Still alone.