I do not come back, for I go not forth, but remain trapped in solitariness. Shuttered in isolation, I am hidden from the world, invisible, alone.
Loneliness – defined as temporary or involuntary lack of contact – will you now define me?
The world is shut down. And in so doing, has shut me down. I am cast adrift in my island. My only companions are walls that are closing in on me.
Collateral damage for the greater good; an unwilling sacrifice on the globe of humanity.
Isolation – the state of complete or near complete lack of contact between an individual and society.
Sorrow in the time of covid. A cruel twist of fate; a misshapen reality.
Life partner, soul mate, mourning. Bereft of all family and friends. Lockdowned. Borders barricaded.
I stand alone, walk alone, crumble alone.
Do you even know the price you demand? Soft, poetic words cannot hide the cost of me, to keep you safe.
Just waiting at a threshold not yet able to step over and impossible to step back.