Loneliness – Short Poem

You’re surrounded by it, but there is no one.

Filled with watery eyes, but empty inside.

They say you’ll be fine, yet you’re in a bind.

Slowly loosing time and always looking for wine.

You hide it well, but there is no fooling yourself.

The red eyes in the mirror are seeing through the lies you keep trying to tell yourself.

Sleepless nights turn into mornings that bite.

“I’m busy” is what I hear day and night.

I’ll toughen up since they expect me too.

It just take some getting use to.

Even though this game always ends the same.

The cries for help will no longer do when loneliness won’t even look at you.


Photo by Sasha Freemind on Unsplash.

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