Glass Case

Indifference has surrounded me in a glass case. No one can enter, and I am unable to exit. I can’t explain the vacancy that consumes my very being, but it’s always there. Haunting, lurking in the shadows. The glass that confines me is unbreakable. The vitreous wall lets me peer out into the world without being hurt by it, but there are consequences of my isolation. I’m unable to feel what others feel and often times am unable to even understand their emotions. And while I’d like to, I just don’t care to. My solitude has trapped me for so long I can’t remember a time when it hasn’t been this way. I pace my glass cell and the people on the outside circle it, calling in, but I can’t quite hear them. Their voices are muffled by the glass, and yet they still scream louder. I cover my ears to tune them out. The voices. I can’t tell who it is that they belong to, but as I stand idle in my cell I start to recognize them as my own. I open my eyes, which I didn’t realize were closed. Outside the glass case I see... myself. I approach with little caution, knowing my prison will protect me. As I come closer I start to disappear on the other side of the glass wall. I am alone again. Indifference has surrounded me in a glass case. And I don’t care enough to leave.