Silverfish

Uncaught

I think my resilience is working against myself.

Sitting alone, surrounded but still very isolated, really digging into the depths of my mind. The trepidatious waves seeping in, and then that much begins to make itself very apparent. I'm not sure how I'm going to 'beat' this if, of course, thats what I'm meant to be doing. 

Ultimately it is, though, and eventually I will actually have to face this terrible conclusion.

It's odd; it feels this old, worn battle has already been won by myself many times before. And in fact it has, and I win every time.

Still, I'm exhausted, and unaware of the obvious solution.

I leave my own isolation and find a new one, this time I am actually alone. It's comfortable and easy, but it's still lonely.