The Hollow Ache

Loneliness is the scariest feeling because it eats you alive from the inside.
Loneliness isn’t just about being alone. It’s that hollow ache inside you, the one that doesn’t go away even when you’re surrounded by people. It’s lying in bed at night, staring at the ceiling, and feeling like no one really knows you, like no one would notice if you just disappeared.
It creeps up on you slowly, until one day you realize you’ve stopped hoping for someone to ask how you’re doing. You’ve stopped waiting for messages that don’t come, stopped explaining the silence you carry. It’s scary, isn’t it? How something so quiet can feel so heavy.
The scariest part is how loneliness makes you doubt everything about yourself. It whispers that maybe you’re not enough, not worth the time, not someone people want to keep. And you try to shake it off, but it lingers, like a shadow you can’t escape.
Loneliness doesn’t shout, it doesn’t demand—it just quietly tears you apart. And sometimes, the silence is the loudest thing you’ll ever hear.