Scene 31: Echoes in the Emptiness

The continents on the walls
sing stories that only
the lonely hear

The flicker in the halls
paint portraits lonely
of single fears

The static in the calls
tell tales so phony
of phantom cheers

The pain in the falls
sell sympathies stony
for bottles of tears



People like being alone because it gives them time to think.

I wish I knew what they thought about, so I could think of that instead.