In the depths of solitude, where shadows rest,
Loneliness weaves its web within my chest.
A haunting companion, a ghostly embrace,
Depression's whispers seep, leaving no trace.

Alone in a crowd, amidst the bustling noise,
My spirit withers, consumed by inner poise.
Faces passing by, unaware of the pain,
A solitary soul, unseen in the mundane.