SILENT MONSTERS


I hate this feeling
Like I’m here and I’m not
Like someone cares,
Only to find they don’t
Like I belong elsewhere but here
And my only escape lies,
Within these walls
Behind these closed doors
Locked behind cold-blind stares
Alone past midnight,
Stuck with irked thoughts
Even as I fall apart,
Bleached and cracked bones of wilderness,
Scaffolding this foible heart
So yes,
I guess,
Loneliness is my new best friend.

– ‘leye

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