Sheltering In Place Is Killing Me

Alone in my mind Dangerously dangerous Expecting the worst Even though I teach other to never do this Expecting to be rejected Night air might revive me But I stay inside, with the lights out Dark shades cover my windows of happiness I squelch any semblance of joy I do not deserve it My feelings have slid down the bad hill Are now lying in a muck of pure disappointment and despair This sheltering-in-place is killing me. KILLING ME! Alone in my mind I imagine others Living their lives as usual. Status quo. Not hiding inside quivering Dying two years before they need to. Dying from pure evil loneliness And depression Because I am brazenly alone.