Somehow

Somehow, I am stll here and holding on for dear life.

I continue to deeply breathe this air that surrounds us

I have felt dizzy all day and need to somewhere to lie down.

Been walking around like a lonely girl, dragging my feet along the tiles.

Does anybody care anymore?

About me?

Apparently, they are all too caught up in their own lives to even turn to me and simply ask if I am alright.

But no, they just walk straight past me.

As if I am some sort of eviil witch or dark spirit that would wipe out the planet....

None of it makes sense, people and life...their lives altogether

Reviews

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I enjoyed this.
Perhaps it is good to remember that everyone has their burdens and while one is wallowing in their own misery there are many out there that are suffering in silence also.

Thanks for giving the time to write this.

[Crazy Cat Man]

when you are ignored........it should fuel your confidence. i used to feel like this many times in my world in DC growing up. Alone in my own little world. over time i found my voice and became more confident but i still remember those times as an introvert. great piece. :) i love it

[Ligeia]

I like this, the title drew me in.
Left me with a feeling of longing.

Wonderful write, I love it because I can relate.
Sometimes we all feel like we're alone, like there's no one left in the world to care for us.

Thank you for sharing this.

[Jetta Zippora]

Beautiful...all I can say, friend... :)

[Wolfwind Words]

The feeling of being alone in a crowded room. I know that one. A great piece showing us the questions that run through the mind and trying to figure out how we fit in to the grander scheme of things.

All I can say is that when the crowds seems to have lost sight on the individual gem in the middle, it's time to find a different room. Find the fresh air and let it cleanse the soul. Take each new breath with a new step forward in a positive direction for yourself.

Great Write!
Aaron Wolfie Maycroft

[Through the Gateway]

So...*are* you alright?

The piece is kinda hectic, like a rant. Which is good because that's kinda what it is. I can feel your frustration, anger and depression. So, I'll ask you the question I ask everyone who seems to have had a bad day...

...want a cookie?