Challenge
Challenge of the Week CLXXII
Isolation. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Detachment
Alone in my bedroom
Just me and the stars
They seem so lonely too
My mind rushes with commotion
Yet it does so by itself
Single thoughts are isolated
Left to be discovered on their own
Trapped in my mind I start to think
Really think about everything
No other soul to share with
No other mind to connect to
No other heart to break
It eats my brain until there is only skull
My eyes bulge and explode into nothingness
While my soul is lifted from its cell
I invited others to my house party
But they are always busy
So my mind is left to its own devices
And what it does is unsettling
But that's what happens what you are alone
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