Photo by Resat Kuleli on Unsplash
Oh heart…
In the crowded place.
Sitting in the middle of strange people.
Listening to noisy echo in ears.
Lonely…
When I am at a crowded place.
My heart is feeling empty.
Emptiness doesn’t mean.
Lonely is making me want to cry.
Nobody cares about me.
Until it makes me anxious.
Only I understand about my own heart.
About the Creator
Mirda G
Writing is my hobby and also to express myself. I've begun to write when I was sitting in the middle school for writing a diary book.


Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.