Lonesome

Deathly silence
Nothing left
In a crowded room
You are alone
No companion
No understanding
No equal
Lower or higher
They are talking
But you don't understand
It seems a strange language
But it is your own
You are utterly confused
No one
No one is there
Even though they are
They follow
They speak to you
But you can't understand
You can't talk
All alone
In a crowd
No pretending
Only silence
Forgotten
Saddened
Darkened
Alone.

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