Alone-
so alone
so horribly alone.
I reach out
but no one grasps
my hand.
The are content
to brush my fingertips
My future is here
in this windowless cell
crouched
down
at the bottom.
Not enough power
to cry.
A tear forms
and stays
in the corner of my eye
I’m here
again
Heavy as lead
knowing this dullness
all too well.
Too heavy to move.