Feeling Lonely

Pic credit: Thorn Yang

Loneliness fills me from inside,

Fills every part and peeps from my eyes,

Eyes that are now weary and dry,

From tears that have said goodbye.

Here I lie wrapped in my own shell,

No one here knocks my doorbell,

So I do what I got to do,

Lie on my back and stare at the wall.

What I do see are some insects,

But they too I see got some company,

I keep looking at them for some time,

Till my mind is as weary as my eyes.

Then I turn to think about something,

But even the thoughts don't reach me easy,

So I turn from one side to other,

Thinking this action will make it better.

The worst is not what one feels within,

But it is what one can't express,

To people that generally don't exist,

In words that are not probably fit.

To me I see myself drift

But I don't know what I am drifting from

My shore is no longer mine,

As I float and life goes on.

Day after day, it's the same,

I forgot whether I am starting or at the end,

I have a feeling that I have drifted,

But I  forgot if I was in the ocean or mountain.

And you see I got no one to ask,

So I make my own assumption 

That I am in lying in Sahara dessert

And that's what I do every hour of the day

Get lost to wherever I wish to be gone.