By My Lone

I’m alone in this quiet room

The night folds softly around me

My fingers rest lightly on the sheets

The floor is steady beneath my weight

I lie back, letting stillness settle in

By my lone

I stay

Empty room, empty floor

No one calls

I lie

Still and cold

By my lone

I wander through the rooms of my mind

Shadows move slow where no one walks

Thoughts drift like smoke in the dark

Everything flows only with me

A soft draft brushes my skin

By my lone

I stay

Empty room, empty floor

No one calls

I lie

Still and cold

By my lone

I rest in the dark, the bed holds me close

Time moves slow, like a whispered song

I breathe with the quiet around me

I lie, drifting with the night itself

The walls hum softly with stillness

By my lone

I stay

Empty room, empty floor

No one calls

I lie

Still and cold

By my lone

I breathe

I drift

I fade

By my lone

I drift… by my lone

I drift… by my lone