The ocean waves lap against the sand

Words scribbled with a twisted stick

Slowly fading with each passing moment

A glass bottle spit back out

The contents unread and forgotten

A scream that has no echo

A plea with no response

The clouds furrow and drift

Rain crashes down 

Then nothing…

Silence becomes deafening

A ghost in the darkness

A shadow of what might have been

Alone and afraid

What has become of my life

Have I been forgotten

The night drowns my sorrows

Am I truly alone?