Last night, I realized that I never really had a friend.
Darkness embraced me when I was looking for someone.
The night sky was an audience; was a companion.
I prayed hard for someone to talk to, I even messaged one.
‘Til now, no one replied.
Sorry I wasn’t enough.But, I feel like I am the one at fault.
On why no one can hear me. ‘Cause I closed myself too much.
I am hurt. I never thought that I’d feel this way.
I am empty. I am dying. And no one seems to notice.
But that’s life, I know this is not the end; hopefully.













