I sat in the room brimming to top with people,
chatting, cheering and laughing
with no heed to others,
Despite being surrounded by hundreds,
I couldn't help but feel alone,
couldn't help but feel so deeply lost.
In the safety of four walls, with just me and my chaotic mind,
circled by books
and
stained coffee cups,
I couldn't help but feel alone,
couldn't help but get lost
in the worlds no other saw,
Worlds, which despite being tarnished by the evils of myth&magic
acted as my sense of hope and my refuge.
Staring at the ceiling with hours to no end by my lonesome self,
I couldn't help but feel alone,
couldn't help but feel lost to
wonders no other saw,
Sitting there alone, I couldn't help but feel at ease,
couldn't help but feel secure,
Perhaps loneliness isn't all that bad.
~G.V.C
AN: This is an old one but I hope you guys like it.
Favourite part !???!
3 more coming soon after a bit of editing......
Peace out ✌🏼
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The words that aren't said
ПоэзияA collection of my poems and some other stuff I have written........ Hope you enjoy ;)) All the works in here are entirely mine and I would not appreciate seeing it somewhere else without my prior knowledge. Highest Rankings :- #10 - Therapeutic #11...
