Loneliest Among Friends Or a Power Outage
I sit alone in the dark,
It engulfs me, seeping into my soul.
Voices sing but the song fades away.
The last note of the melody drifts into the dark.
Shadows Move,
Hushed Whispers,
Darkness,
Silence.
It is warm here, where I sit, alone.
I feel the thinly carpeted floor,
Run my fingers over the little bumps.
I see nothing, but feel everything,
Silence broken,
A song starts,
But still dark,
Still alone.
When the lights come back,
In the middle of a song,
I again see my comrades,
A smile on each face,
Joyful,
Boisterous,
Excited,
Happy.
But I still am left in the silent dark.
It's consuming me,
Sitting here alone,
All I can think is,
Dark,
Silence,
Engulfed,
Alone,
Unheard,
Dead.
Copyright © Elizabeth Roberts | Year Posted 2017
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