I’m sitting here alone.

In this empty room

which keeps on getting emptier.

Only the light from the street is shining,

And then a loud call for help,

And everything turns black.

I’m sitting here alone

In this small room,

It keeps getting smaller.

I try thinking of something or someone.

But nothing comes to my head,

I’m alone…

I’m sitting here alone in this dark room,

It keeps on getting darker.

Nobody is home

I feel so alone.

I go out on the street,

I stand alone.

I see the long street,

It keeps on getting longer.

It’s a dead street,

Which keeps on dying.

A silent street. A lonely street.

Nothing surrounds me;

No sound, no smell, no sight.

…Nothing…

A world once filled with hate and death,

Now gone.

It’s gone and it’s left us alone.

Me and my loneliness.