I seem to have
Only pensive thoughts.
Sadness and depression
Are the only things on my mind.
Morbid company is my only company.
I feel nostalgic.
I long for the familiar faces of friends.
Everything is morose here.
I miss the happiness and blissfulness
I used to feel.
When I look out my window,
I feel alone.
Knowing I no longer
Have people to turn to here.
Trapped in my own room.
Afraid to leave the light.
Afraid to trust the shadows
That trace the walls.
Without familiar faces,
Without my friends,
I am listless.
With my friends I was jubilant.
I was full of spirit and delight.
But here....
Here I am alone.
Lost in my dreams.
With only my memories
To keep me hopeful.
Hopeful that someday
I will escape from
This dreadful place.
I will return home.
Return to my friends and the ones I trust.
Stand up to the shadows
And no longer fear the dark.
