A year unfolds where silence reigned supreme,

A hollow life devoid of hope’s faint gleam.

No voices called, no hands reached out in kind,

To soothe the scars etched deep within my mind.

 

So-called companions faded, turned to mist,

Their fleeting presence barely had me missed.

I dialed their numbers, waited by the phone,

But met a cold, unyielding dial tone.

 

Acquaintances once clad in a friend’s disguise,

Revealed indifference through their muted ties.

Emails unanswered, months of nothing said,

Their apathy declared our "friendship" dead.

 

Even my sister, bound by blood, withdrew,

Over a trifle she had made it true.

A trivial spark became a wall of stone,

And left me here, forsaken and alone.

 

At work, the whispers festered ‘round my name,

Colleagues, unseen, ensured their cruel acclaim.

Parents conspired, rallied with their disdain,

Rejecting truths, intent to stake their claim.

 

The lawyer I had paid to ease my plight,

Went silent, vanished, left me to my fight.

The burden grew, oppressive, fierce, unfair,

While justice lingered, distant, unaware.

 

I watch as people vanish from my sphere,

No farewells spoken, none to draw me near.

Perhaps it’s me, I’m not a soul to seek,

A voice too stern, a character too bleak.

 

Yet through it all, a Grinch I’ll always be,

For darkness only deepens pain for me.

I’ll bear this solitude, though harsh its sting,

And face the truths another year may bring.