Steemit Poetry Contest #11 - Dead And Buried

The noise of loneliness fills my head.
I think of all my friends that are long dead.
My face feels the warm summer breeze.
My breath deepens and my heart slows as I fall to my knees.

I hear their voices loud and clear
I can see their faces through every tears
I realized i am alone and there is no one with me
Is this I wonder, how my whole life will be?

I can feel the blood flowing through my veins.
My head is filled with sharp pains.
Where am I? There is nothing here I recognize.
Trees begin to blend with bushes, I can not trust my eyes.