|The Sound of Lonleyness (standard:poetry, 110 words)|
|Author: LonelyJeremy||Added: Apr 17 2008||Views/Reads: 1960/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I think it speaks for itself|
In the dark I heard a sound I lay and breathed and looked around A mouse? A rat? A rustly dress? But no - was just my lonlyness. I heard it pushing at the door I heard it breaking on the floor It laughed at me and made me cry And made me wish that I could die. I hid my head under the duvet And never breathed or even moved, eh? I was depressed all through the night Until the very mornign lite How can ‘alone' make such a sound When nothing's there, nothing's around? And what if others hear it too? And what if the hearing person's you? Tweet
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