Alone....

I … a single letter, that’s in a single space, which is a single word, which is a single person, containing a single soul.
A hug with no arms to wrap around, a kiss with no others lips.
A story ears have never heard, a hand that never met hands which have never been touched.
Alone.
A space contained, a space maintained, a space remained… despite seeking comfort
There’s nothing to claim.
Lost in thoughts, Lost in fears, Lost in dreams, Lost in tears.
Sometimes productive, sometimes stale, sometimes inventing, sometimes sitting still.
Alone.
Even in the brightest light is the darkest hour, an infinite night,
A hole so deep, a wound so great, an infliction so raw, a desire to escape…
Yet…
We stand among many, neither coming nor going, and though there are plenty, we are still…
Alone.