Remotest Poem by Bianca Free

loneliness is being overlooked
it's despair
when you've got your wit
but no one to share it with
it's when slowly you start to blend with the air
loneliness is not being invited
when you're home
looking at the ceiling
and talking to the walls
hoping that these'll be your friends
or they atleast can hear you and understand
when you're lonely
it seems you're less translucent
every word that you say
is babble to those who hear it
and what you feel is alien
impossible of empathy