Loneliness, not solitude

Nobody cares about you
It’s nothing personal
Nobody cares about nothing
Nobody cares about no one

An automatic, selfish existence
designed to pass by this life
without any meaning
without any purpose

Living out of habit
too busy with themselves
only moving forward
like a plague of locusts

Troubles have no face
No one will hold your hand

Deserted

All your cries for help were useless
those final words have fallen upon deaf ears, right?
Your feelings, concerns and thoughts
buried with you

feeling like a child staring at a showcase
a showcase of life you will never taste

Isolated and alone