BIZARRE

I sit in an empty chair,

thinking about 
how avaricious I became
to possess the world.

The silence is deafening;

the wind starts blowing;

but my mind can’t be hushed.
And as the cold wind
wipes around my face,
I contemplate.
While lost in the middle
of nothingness,

I begin to wonder why

life is so cruel with me

just because

I see the world

differently.