Why is it that when I'm surrounded by the most people, 

I feel the most alone?

 

That when I think of the billions of other 

living,

breathing

humans,

I feel a pit in my stomach,

swallowing me up from the inside, 

overpowering me with all-consuming darkness. 

 

How can a single grain of sand 

feel remembered,

when it looks the same 

as billions of others?

 

I stare at my footprints in the sand

watching the waves rise,

then recede,

struck with the sudden sinking realizing,

I've witnessed the world after my death.