Is anyone out there that wants to listen to me? 😔
You often think loneliness is sitting alone in a dark corner, hiding yourself from the world, no one bothering to talk to you.
But it’s not.
It’s sitting on your bed at two in the morning with an aching soul, a broken mind, and no one to call.
It’s a never ending black hole, vacuuming any light that approaches; vanishing in an instant.
It’s knowing that no matter how many fake smiles you try to compose, everyone can see through your transparency.
It’s an anchor, holding you underwater, and no matter how close you think you are to drawing a breath, you never break the surface.
Loneliness isn’t locking yourself away,
Loneliness is being alive.
t.a.t. (two am thoughts)