Isolation Shipwreck

This beach,

this endless stretch of sand,

Is a mocking mirror.

Stacking up my tears

Every grain, a tiny face,

Another look that turns away,

Indifferent waves crash,

a constant roar,

drowning my scream.

They call it paradise,

This solitary isolation.

Just another place to cry

when there’s no one to share it.

What's the point,

you're waiting to die

I’m a stone on the shore,

worn smooth by the tide,

Balanced between isolation and frustration,

Look me in my eyes

No one even tries,

Uncaring wars are fought

Under the uncaring sky.