purple ram

Alone

It’s constant.
It’s something I feel all the time —
Being surrounded by people yet feeling alone.
I don’t know what it’s called.
It’s the worst.

I often catch myself zoning out, lost in a daze of my own thoughts.
There are times that I want to shout.
Escape.
Escape.
Life isn’t supposed to be like this.
Or is it?
Maybe I just haven’t accepted it?

There’s a crushing weight on my chest.
Every breath gets deeper.
I am angry, I don’t know why.
Sadness envelopes me.

I wonder if anyone else feels this way. Or is it just me? Where do I find solace?


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