Torn From Black Space

The stars gaze upon me
Mocking my solitude
I stare through the tempered glass
Envying them

All is bleak
We are left in this emptiness
Alone but for each other
No possibility of return

I would wish to be torn from this black space
Simply vanish, my own personal coup de grace
But I am locked in,
Trapped inside an Oasis

The bodies are beginning to pile up
Still screaming their lament
Their loss, their regret
I cover my ears, but the sound still pervades

I see the fractal shadows
Creeping across the walls
Lurking at the threshold
They call me, ask me to join them
I accept, and take their hand

The locks unlatch, and only I see
I am left alone in this Oasis, but for the shadows
The pile topped over
The embalming plaza full

I am torn from black space
Sharing room with the shadows
I greet the stars
And they envy me