Alone.
But not alone at all.
Soft remedy that's so loud.
Numb to the core of this idiotic sound.
Chatter all around.
But seems like light years away.
I can't explain this pain.
It's all dazed.
I feel floaty and pathetic.
I just know I am alone.
With all these pretty people here.
Seems to me that..
That I can't get any lower.
So I might as well leave.
While I still have some feeling in these legs.
I've seen their glares.
And their wondering looks.
I don't know what they want me to do.
Or say.
It's just a show to them.
Another person having a break down.
But to me it's much more.
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