A Dull Ringing

The silence is a dull ringing.

The loneliness is a dull pang.

And the tears are hollow and ever flowing.


At least that is how it feels.

I still get up and go though. With the emptiness and the loneliness.

Neither of them will go away. Because very few people at all seem to want me around, and I am tired of fighting that feeling.

My tears are a silent and private matter. For no one should have to share that burden.

So thank you, you know who you are, for keeping me in line and in my place.