Atoms

 

   solitarily alone

 

      trying to feel

                          something

    from the words

 

              of strangers

 

   all these vibrations

      pass through me

 

   I fight against the harvest

              of my mind

          the reaping of my soul

 

    but who am I really

 

        deep down

        to my fundamental parts

 

              I'm just a collection of atoms

 

           the manifestation of the dust

                       of stars

 

          cold and distant

           empty

          long dead

 

             light