I am utterly alone,
A hollow echo in the dark,
Where silence swallows every tone,
And hope fades like a distant spark.
The nights stretch long with aching still,
No hand to reach, no voice to call,
My tears are rivers, yet they spill
Unnoticed, unseen—nothing at all.
Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 11:28 PM UTC