Lost and Alone

Brayden DeVaul

Oh life, how you have changed my perspective. How fast I have been locked away at home like a lonely rat with no objective. For I am left alone, not free to roam.

I spend my days recalling memories. Alone in my cold dark room, feeling lost, pictures play like a documentary. For in-person meetings come at a cost.

The active kid I once was has vanished. A lost soul in a smashed society. The lively boy has left feeling banished. Alone with nothing but anxiety.

Feeling astray, I resort to my mind.

Reminding me everything will be fine.