The World Spins On

Alone, I stand in this vast expanse,

A solitary figure in a silent dance.

No hand to hold, no voice to hear,

Invisible walls, my heart's austere.

Emotions echo in the empty halls,

Whispers lost amidst desolate squalls.

Aching silence, a weighty shroud,

Envelops me in a tear-stained cloud.

The world spins on, a bustling song,

Yet I am stranded, feeling so wrong.

Surrounded by faces, voices, and light,

Yet a cavernous void clouds my sight.

Longing for solace, a gentle embrace,

Yearning for warmth in this desolate space.

The ache within, an unspoken plea,

For a flicker of connection to set me free.

In this isolation, I am adrift at sea,

Lost in the depths of solitary debris.

Echoes of laughter, a distant chime,

But in this solitude, it's just me and time.

Alone, yet not by choice, I reside,

Seeking a beacon, a friend by my side.

Yearning for kinship, a soul to share,

To alleviate this burden I silently bear.

Oh, how I ache in this solitary zone,

Longing for solace, to not feel alone.

In the depths of this emotional tide,

I yearn for a connection where I don't have to hide.

So here I stand, in the depths of night,

Hoping for dawn to bring its light.

Until then, I'll brave this lonesome sea,

Hoping for a hand to reach out to me.