Dumb Numbness

As I sit         here

on my phone,


all                      alone

I can’t help              but

be a drone.

Tumbling downward

to the            end

               searching               through all

   of                    my “friends”

As I sit                 here        on my phone

Dying,          silent,        all        alone.


A rock doesn’t stop itself from being thrown into the sea. A flower doesn’t choose it’s shape or color. A tree doesn’t decide how many branches it will grow or how many roots it needs. A snowflake doesn’t compare itself to another.