My Poetry

Isolation

Sometimes I don't know how to feel
Isolation is quick to get to me
And I tend to feel very alone.

Alone in a house, bare and cold
Alone in the home, creaking and old
Alone in the shelter, that feels helter-skelter.

Alone in my mind, where it's hard to find
Information long lost to time and misuse
Muscle memory long lost to underuse.

Alone in my emotions, where it's easy to feel cold
But warm and too hot, all at the same time
And nothingness floods my brain as I realize.

Alone with nothing to do, with nothing to say
And none to hear it, and therefore I say things
To myself, to fill that loneliness and give me feeling.

But these people aren't real and they make me feel
Insane with no escape, but my fantasies
And the fake people that I talk to keep the thoughts at bay.

I struggle with this every day.

2022