Loneliness Is Killing Me Slowly

Sometimes something worries you.You can not define exactly what it is.Everybody leaves you.Only it does not leave you alone.It hurts.You try to scream.Nobody hears you.Tears glisten in your eyes, nobody sees.You just want one person who says :         

I want to know all about your tears, your sadness , your fears ,your regrets , your reckonings , your sorrow, your gloom remaining from earlier time,people that hurt you,people that love you ,your nightmares ,your dreams , your hopes , your aspirations.I’m here to ease your pain. Are you ready to tell me about yourself from beginning to end?

But the more you want to hear his voice the more he stops talking.You know that he ‘ll never come.

You look in the mirror in your room.A faint smile passes accross your lips.The only thing you see is your loneliness.

Written by Oz.

at one of the lonely and sleepless nights