L O N E L Y.
shhh... do you hear that?
tell me you hear it too.
you don't...?
it's the sound of nothing
a n
e m p t y
e c h o
over
my own voice.
the silence itself feels alive
watching
from
the
e d g e
i keep waiting for someone to answer me.
i keep waiting for someone to say "i hear it too. you're not alone."
but i am.
shh... do you hear it now?
tell me you hear it now.
i'm getting so
l o n e l y
here
by myself.
well... it doesn't matter now.
i should stop asking.
after all, i'm still the only one who hears it.
YOU ARE READING
Random Thoughts
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