Loneliness
by Meryy, Year 7
It’s
like your food not travelling through your throat.
It’s
like a lollipop with no sweetness.
It’s
like ice cream with no taste.
It’s
like a tree with no leaves in the middle of a forest.
It’s
like a universe with no living species.
It’s like
a paper without a pen
and a
pen without words.
It’s
like a face with no wrinkles.
It’s
like a rubber all by itself.
It’s
like a hand with no watch
and a
heart with no beat.
It’s
like a cliff with no ending.
It’s
like a body with no soul.
It’s
like a child with no smile,
I see a
story with no cover.
It’s
like a seaside with no squeals.
It’s
like a boy crying.
I can
hear the voices of laughter spurting out
like
vomit.
It’s
like a door being smashed
wishing
that it will never open again.
It’s
like a rose with no smell,
like
rotten food being chucked away.
It’s
like air dirtied by the words that get spat out.
It’s
like a smell, a touch, a sound, a taste, a sight
of
nothing.