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Living in Isolation
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Personal- Melancholy It’s about time
I get out of my comfort zone
And be uncomfortable for once.
Especially if it means I could meet
People that won’t abandon me
Like the others that chose
To move in to my recluse space.
I have isolated myself
From those who could help me,
Shielded my heart from rejection
By not giving others the option
To love me or hate me.
But in the process
I’ve only grown to hate myself
More and more and I felt
So alone that I turned to
People who prey on loneliness.
They’re gone now.
And I’m all that left.
Actually, what’s left of me
Is not much anymore.
