Sitting at home alone for
Five days is
Killing me,
I don’t
Recommend it.

Maybe I should’ve
Ventured out,
Worsened my cold but
Felt better.

An anchor that drags you
To the depths.

Solitude makes me
Turn on myself.
Suddenly I’m hopeless,

All I see is sadness:
Regrets I have or should have,
Things I’ve done or said or
Should have.

Laugh lines are starting to appear,
The future’s not as far as
It once seemed.

Keep going like this
I’ll bury myself
In tears.

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