Painting by Seema Pillay


“The worst thing in life is not to end up alone, but being with people who make you feel alone”

She is scared, She feels shallow,

It feels the depth has vanished

Her inner self feels hollow,

Her emotions were banished

The footstep that follows,

Makes her crave for more

When she turns around to hold,

Disappear and leave her sore

She can’t hear the raging storm

She can’t smell the sweet rain

She can’t hear the howling wind

She only feels the growing pain

The voices sound hoarse

Yes she had screamed and cried

Tried to find the source

To let the pain slide

She heard something, Oh its the silence

The silence so weird, so insane

Now approaching her

She is afraid she will never be back again…