I believe
loneliness kills
the silence,
turns heavy armed
enveloping you
in emptiness
it suffocates,
'til a scream forms
Bang dishes,
turn the volume up
make extra noise,
just to stop the stillness
Empty rooms wait
like ghouls,
fight every urge
to glance at shadows
lurking,
announcing
no one.
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