Some days I don’t feel anything
As if my body has thrown out my heart
I eat, I breathe, I sleep
Rinse and repeat
On those days, Isolation grabs my hands and doesn’t let go
It pulls me into bed and places the covers over me
“Rest, you need rest.”
So I rest, hoping that my heart will return to me
When it comes, it comes violently
As if all those unfeeling days have decided to make themselves known
Before, I couldn’t find my tears, now they refuse to stop
Isolation wipes my tears, “You need this.”
The hole in my heart is somehow the heaviest weight
I sink into every place I sit, lay, and stand
My home remembers me, it cares for me, it won’t leave me
Isolation reminds me that outsiders do not have that guarantee
One day, I decide to leave
As I reach for the doorknob,
Isolation yanks me by my wrist
The welcome mat slowly fading from my view
“They won’t care for you like me.
There’s nothing out there that isn’t here.
The things outside won’t help you, won’t make you happy.”
And as always, I realize Isolation is right
Isolation jabs pitchforks and warning signs on the lawn
It glides over and whispers in my ear,
“For protection.”
I believe it, the outside world has never been kind to me
Who will keep me safe like my Isolation
“I’m lonely,” I murmur
“No, you’re happy, you prefer this.”
It’s safe where we live
No changes and I like it this way
I like it this way
Points: 83
Reviews: 10
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