Loneliness Poem by Koffi B Sossou

The world is loud,
Full of a nosy crowd,
But my soul is lonely,
Seeking someone to talk to, genuinely.

​Like Michael Jackson on stage,
I am exposed to thousands at a young age,
But find myself in a desert when I go home,
Not knowing who to hold in my arms in this dome,

​The air becomes hot and wild,
Making me cry like an abandoned child.
The nights are thoughtful and troublesome,
With my brain awake as dark hours come.

​Wandering along the lonely roads,
Deaf to the noise the world bestows.
This world is so noisy, loud, and nosy,
Yet, indifferent to the pain inside me.

​All they see is the happy façade in daylight.
​Oh, I am lonely,
Empty,
And hollow.