A.C. Baker

ALONE- by A.C. Baker

Alone.

No thoughts.

No wants.

No desires.

Alone.

Nothingness.

Unblinking.

Only breathing.

Barely.

Alone.

Heart slowing.

Slower still.

Stopped.

Alone.

Cold.

Still.

No tears.

Darkness.

Alone.

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WAR - by A.C. Baker

On the ground, there he lay.

With nowhere to go, nothing to say.

Blood was soaked into the stone,

The bodies around him were nothing but bones.

There in the silence he wanted to cry,

Not one tear left his eye.

He rose to his feet and looked around,

The carnage he saw held him spellbound.

One by one shots were fired,

The ending result was what he desired.

He fell to the ground, his soul was gone.

And with his death, came the dawn.