I speak.
I am not heard.
I yell.
Not a head turns.
I scream.
It falls upon deaf ears.
Deaf ears that do not hear,
But choose to listen.
I have not a voice.
I have but a void.
It fills me.
It empties me.
I am crushed with anger.
I am shattered with grief.
I am suffocated with longing.
I am dying without farewell.
I wish to speak.
But only my shadow listens.
Alone am I.
Alone.
