Cryptic Affliction

I get lost
In the crowd.
I hear voices—
Shouts so loud.

They scream and say
Words unclear.
I don’t heed them;
I don’t care.

I want what?
I don’t know.
The world moves fast
And I go slow.

I feel hollow
Deep inside—
A constant ache,
A burning ride.

I walk alone
In the rain.
I seek the clouds
To heal my pain.

But they endure;
They won’t go.
The shower ends
And I bleed more.

~KMnO4

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