Little Voice

'I don't want to be alone any more.'

It was such a little voice,

Lost into the enormous space that was...

 Everything else.

But all over the world,

The same thoughts were spoken,

ARE spoken;

Repeated

By hundreds,

Maybe thousands;

Maybe hundreds of thousands

Of lonely souls,

Over and over,

Filling the skies with their voices.

How is it that we don't hear such a cacophony?

Only sometimes we catch it,

Slithering across a desperate eye,

As dark as sadness.
Don't let them be alone.
Let's listen.