In bed I lie, surrounded by silence deep,

My phone, a usually faithful friend, now lies asleep.

No messages beep, no notifications ring,

The only sound, the clock’s steady heartbeat, echoing.

The world outside my window, still and gray,

Reflects the emptiness I feel, in this dull day.

No chatter, no laughter, no distant hum,

Just the clock’s relentless tick, a reminder I’m not numb.