Faded World

Rosey

the world is loud
but none of it reaches me
voices blur into a hum that fills my head
and i smile sometimes
just to prove i still can

i move through the crowd
like a ghost made of skin
their eyes slide past me
i could vanish mid step
and not one heartbeat would falter

the cold lives inside me now
not the kind that shivers
but the kind that stays
and turns everything quiet

i try to remember warmth
what it felt like to be wanted
to be seen
but it’s fading
like breath against a window
that no one wipes clean

i’m surrounded
but so completely alone
it aches to exist
and if i slipped away into the noise
the world would keep spinning
unaware it lost someone
who only ever wanted to be noticed

  • Author: R.W (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 11th, 2025 12:01
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 5


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