When you have no one to talk to

You talk to yourself. At nights.
Because the wind is blowing — it is kind of nice and scary

And you can’t find yourself.

Your heart — aches. Soul crushes.
You have no one to talk to.
At nights.
You feel alone. You tell yourself it is okay.
It is not.

You have no one.
But yourself.
That is why.
You talk to yourself.
At nights.