Desolate

Surrounded by people
Yet feeling all alone
Forcing the smile on my face
No meaning behind it but as a shadow
Hiding, unable to explain why.

Words are such wicked weapons
Spoken without thinking
Rendering the pain of a stilleto
Piercing the heart.

You are oblivious to the hurt
You planted
With your words and your wicked smile,
But the damage you caused
Leaves me feeling abandoned
While still surrounded by an unsuspecting crowd.
I feel so
Alone.