Exile

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Here's that feeling again.
Loneliness.

It pulls me away from reality,
A void I keep falling into.

The people around me don't know,
I least I think they don't.

Even with all of them around,
Even with all the I'm here for yous,
Even with all the people I know speaking to me,
I feel alone.

Like there's a wall separating me from everyone.

On my side of the wall,
There's a terrible thing,
A monster,
My biggest fear,
It's me.

But when all I have is me,
All I am is a monster.

On their side,
They have each other.

Someone to talk to,
Someone to cry on,
Someone to laugh with,
Someone to smile to.

I can hear them,
Yet they can't hear me.

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