Suffocation

They left one by one

Voids that never filled up

Irony is I outlived them all

Years younger...

Now left alone 

Biding my time when will

Come my call, so I can 

Escape from this cell

Of loneliness...

I am cursed for outliving them

They say I practice witchcraft 

Eat away those young ones

Evil in me resides, no one

Comes near my side

Fearing I may cast my spell

Rush them to death's bed...

I'm still trying to figure out

How this thought entered

Their minds to treat me

As an outcast just because

I continue to breathe

Suffocating in loneliness!