Just another drop in the ocean,
Just another breath of air,
Am I invisible my dear?
A reverie shattered,
Life's network hardly matters.
Can you catch my eye?
Or am I too transparent?
Arbitrary sequences of work and repose,
Systematic disappearance,
Where would all my life go
If it were to leave this mortal coil?
Alone in the crowd,
Surrounded by life, yet empty inside,
Starving for human contact,
Yet floating in a sea of unsated desire
For meaning.
YOU ARE READING
A Testimony for the Lonely
PoetryAbandoned scenes and abandoned dreams. Have some poetry my friends, if you're brave enough to wander off alone. Shoutout to @xoxocookiegirlxoxo for the great cover.
