Isolation

I sit here isolated from all. If only I had more power, I would not be alone. If life was fair and all were the same, I would not be here by myself.

I am here and here is I. I am surrounded by everyone's once loves and past hatreds. In this moment, at this time, I am frightened. I am frightened that time will stop and I will not be where I should be, I will not be with who I want to be with, and I will not live the way I want to live.

In isolation all is calm all is toneless and drab. In isolation time is slow and meaningless. You can hear the most subtle and quiet of sounds and noises.

Isolation is a cruel and unusual punishment not fit for any human or animal. A crime is not bad enough to deserve to be isolated from all. I need people, I at least need animals. I can't stand isolation it is scary and toxic. I poisons my mind, my thoughts, to where nothing is right and all is wrong. It takes my thoughts and retards them to the point that I don't recognize the hands on the clock moving. Now my worst of fears have come true time has stopped and me I'm isolated and alone.