A Storm of Words

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕊𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝔹𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕝𝕪

Trapped

Caged

Isolated

I'm lonely,

I'm scared,

I'm confused.

I'm so tired,

I'm so alone,

I'm so afraid.

I want to go outside

I want to be free

I want to socialize 

Without having to be afraid

Of catching a virus

Without having to be afraid 

Of hurting others

Without having to be afraid

Of the circle of life

We are born

We age

We die

Just like the world around us

Plants are planted

They grow 

and they die too

But what we share in common

is that we live on

Either in the lives of our children

Or in the memories of our close and loved ones...

Many of us are caged

within four walls

Restricted and confined

for our own safety and for others too

Oh, but how I long to go outside

and enjoy the comfort and pleasure

Of hanging out with friends at the park

or going on long road trips with my family.

Oh, how I long to hug my grandparents

and enjoy freshly baked cookies by the fire

And oh, how I miss travelling:

The beautiful sights, the new curious faces

and the never-ending learning of other cultures.

I hope that one day,

all will be well again;

That we may hug others,

grieve together,

celebrate special occasions

and most importantly,

be in the comfort of other human beings.

These are my solemn yet hopeful desires,

The hopes and desires

Of a Distressed Social Butterfly.