Alone

A dream of illusions,
Goes through my mind,
As my thoughts go astray,
When I close tight my eyes,

I envision a world,
Of worn out places,
Drained void of life,
Filled with worn out faces,

Gazing throughout the horizon,
A feeling of darkness lurks around,
Emptiness seems to consume,
Everything that surrounds,

What caused this to happen?
Why does it have to be this way?
Why is this world,
Abandoned in such dismay?

Tonight I drink of a glass,
Made from my own tears,
Could I have prevented,
This world drained of cheer?