Lonely in a room filled with people. Searching, looking for somebody to hold hands with, but all hands are cold, and all faces are turned away.
The chill of loneliness is cold in the large group. Voices are heard but cannot be located, they do not belong to anyone. One question – no answer. A thousand questions – no answer.
A cry for help yields no reaction.
A room filled of blank faces, empty stares, silent mouths. A room filled of loneliness.