You are the loneliest person
I have ever met.
Surrounded by hundreds of people,
Who want to be your friends.
Smiling, so kind, outstanding,
That's all who you are.
Always so good at pretending
That you don't have a scar.
I can't think of whatever you're going through
But seems goddam dark.
There's a void one can feel in your pupils
Right behind your spark.
No salty drops in the corners,
Only pain inside.
I wish I'd be able to guide you
But you're your own guide.
You're losing your consciousness slowly,
The heart became hard as a stone.
Feeling so terribly lonely
But almost never alone.
10.07.2024
One is the loneliest number
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