#YearEndEchoe
And I sit in a room, not alone, but lonely
Their voices are stuck in my head, like a dog's loyalty to its owner,
But I hear nothing.
Nothingness is filling the room.
Festival? I hear the echo alone.
The stars gaze upon me as I close my eyes.
"They are not here" I tell myself
And I sit in a room, not alone, but lonely
I lift up my glass downing yet another drink
A new year is to come, but how can I overcome everything I have done
And my heart breaks at the thought
"A new year has come"
And I miss the old them and I wonder why..
Am I sitting in a room with people, but feel so alone?
© tenmo