The first line of this poem was the prompt I found online. It called to me, made me want to write something, so here it is :)
Lost in the sea of faces
Standing in the middle of a crowd
I was struggling to breathe
Struggling to find any comfort
No one cared enough
To stop and ask if I was alright
No one waited a moment
Just to say a word or two
Perhaps they had it all in control
Or perhaps they struggled too
My voice fell on deaf ears
No one around to hear my pleas
Overwhelmed and terrified
I sunk to my knees and prayed
Realising no one could save me
I had to stand up on my own now
As people passed me by
I found myself stumbling
Yet somehow I managed
And the journey continued
Ever so often, I feel lost
The feeling lingers in my heart
But I know I can breathe longer
Let me take time before I live
If this poem resonated with you, check out The Day the World Forgot Me, a micro story exploring similar themes of isolation and quiet resilience. And feel free to share your own reflections in the comments—I’d love to hear from you.
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