Lonesome

Silence is the sound I hear,

Quite the loudest whisperer.

The voices of people passing by but their words are emptying,

Leaving as quickly as they were spoken.

A thousand of you here yet it feels as none were present.

Noise the quietness that came.

You check in only to leave me void.

Your care I have taken as random,

A habit of human nature;

It barely pierces the skin but the scabs you leave  has become a cloak that covers the scars.

Standing alone in a crowded room,

Lonely in the midst of a horde.

Abandoned in a stampede of moving arms, eyes, ears and feet,

Yet no one heard when I cried out; lonesome!

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