Trouble Feeling, Thinking, Being

A little poem, by myself.

I walk
Down the halls
My arm
Brushed past
You look
I see
We nod
No words
Too hard
Can't say
The truth
Difficult
To grasp
Loss fills
My soul
Sobbing
We part
Please
Don't leave

Just my little attempt of expressing my feelings through art. I'm not sure if this could count as a proper poem, but it came from my soul and I hope it means something to someone.