Im terrified of being alone

yet when Im lonely my thoughts 

ingulf my mind 

like a bell jar

keeping in the dark fog of 

disappointment and worry

When Im lonely

I shut myself out

I isolate myself in a box of self pitty yet 

Im never truly alone though

My thoughts keep me company 

reminding me of allthe things 

I wish I had done

Keeping tabs on the dark times 

bringing them to my 

immediate disposal

My mind is my best friend

but more commonly my worst enemy

Loneliness is the overwhelming 

feeling of confinement

When I cant escape the party of depression 

my brain had me host

When my mind locks the door

and pulls down the drapes

Leaving me in the darkness

Magnifying that feeling of helplessness

Feeling as though there is no one to speak

my words to 

when in reality the key on my voice box is locked

because Ive been told by a guest 

that my voice isnt worth hearing

and that loneliness is like 

dissappearing in a crowd of the 

unwanted.

My mind is black 

and wont let in the light

untill someone else 

comes along and 

opend the door...