There's a kind of lonely that silence cannot contain,
There is a cavity that resonates with untold stories.
It's not the kind when the room stands still
It's when your heart stands still
against your will.
That is the time you laugh as if it should be,
You give everything without asking it for,
You're supposed to wear every feeling
As part of the task;
Yet oh, how you scream
For someone to simply see
That underneath that façade of a girl,
Lays the soul that aches to be free.
Free to be held,
Without an earned grace,
To be missed without any airing of words,
To claim her rightful space.
To be cared for in stillness
And not just when soaked in pain-
To be loved when there's sunshine
And be held when it's rain!
You crave softness, the one that listens and stays;
Not one that comes visiting just on your shining days.
You're so tired of stretching out and trying to cope;
You want arms wrapping you in wordless hope.
It's not loud, it is just lonely;
It doesn't scream.
It hums,
Under the laughter,
Between the footsteps,
Awkward in-between moments that no one sees but you.
It's the aching of invisible eyes,
Of words swallowed
Because no one is truly listening.
Because reaching started feeling,
Feeling Like begging.
It's like falling asleep
With a heart too full
Of everything unsaid.
Waking up to a world
That spins just fine
Without ever really looking at you.
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 12:47 PM UTC
There's a kind of lonely that silence cannot contain,
There is a cavity that resonates with untold stories.
It's not the kind when the room stands still
It's when your heart stands still
against your will.
That is the time you laugh as if it should be,
You give everything without asking it for,
You're supposed to wear every feeling
As part of the task;
Yet oh, how you scream
For someone to simply see
That underneath that façade of a girl,
Lays the soul that aches to be free.
Free to be held,
Without an earned grace,
To be missed without any airing of words,
To claim her rightful space.
To be cared for in stillness
And not just when soaked in pain-
To be loved when there's sunshine
And be held when it's rain!
You crave softness, the one that listens and stays;
Not one that comes visiting just on your shining days.
You're so tired of stretching out and trying to cope;
You want arms wrapping you in wordless hope.
It's not loud, it is just lonely;
It doesn't scream.
It hums,
Under the laughter,
Between the footsteps,
Awkward in-between moments that no one sees but you.
It's the aching of invisible eyes,
Of words swallowed
Because no one is truly listening.
Because reaching started feeling,
Feeling Like begging.
It's like falling asleep
With a heart too full
Of everything unsaid.
Waking up to a world
That spins just fine
Without ever really looking at you.
#lonliness #quietache #unspoken #unsaid #silentsorrows
