Weight of the Lonliness

I sit alone, the room is still,
No laughs, no joy at all .
The clock ticks loud, the night feels long,
I hum a tune, a wordless song.

I walk outside, the streets are bare,
The stars above don’t seem to care.
I wave at shadows, talk to air,
But no one’s here, and no one’s there.

The phone is quiet, the lights are dim,
My world feels cold, my hopes feel thin.
I miss a smile, a gentle touch,
A little love, a little smile.

But still I wait, through silent days,
For someone’s voice to light my way.
Until that time, I’ll breathe and cope,
And hold on tight to dreams and hope.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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