Alone Kaleigh Andrzejewski A strong gust of silence carries through the house, Crashing into me yet no part of my body reacts. My mind already too far gone, Down, down the rabbit hole of my own thoughts. How do you expect it not to when it is all alone? Alone in the way my mother leaves early in the morning for work, Risking her life with thick masks and gloves to protect from her patients. Alone in the way my father leaves early in the morning for work, Watching as less and less customers step inside of his restaurant. Alone in the way I sit by myself in my room, Staring at a screen that flashes numbers and words at me, None of which my brain attempts to ingest. Here I sit in that deep, dark hole I created, A place I have grown to accept more and more as the days pass by. For I am alone day in and day out, The world at a standstill around me. My phone lights up with a picture of you, Buzzing relentlessly on the cool wooden surface of my desk. It is not the same as before, It cannot be the same as before, But now I am not alone.
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