Covid Unit
Coming home again and down I go
The long basement stairs
I always feel alone
Knowing there's no One who even knows
How much I tried, before they died, to care or show
When will this nightmare end...
Every winter, here it comes again....
Strangers laughing to themselves and then...
I want to hide.
Started with such pride
To give back to those I loved
Now I'm ready to give up
It's not like me
But this enemy
Does not fight fair
The rooms are bare
Where my heart once bloomed
And I learned anew
With all my friends
Now it's pretend
Copyright © Ashley Gleason | Year Posted 2021
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