No One 

There's no one in the crowd.
Just faces,
some i barely recognise.
A tear peels itself from my face
and falls into an encompassing pool
of loneliness.
Smiles.
Carved into those faces.
Silence.
Etched into this conversation.
This facade,
shields me not from
this consuming hunger
within.
Deep within.
Empty embraces,
empty promises.
I struggle to grasp
this emptiness.