This was written a little less than two months ago during a bout with depression.

I reached out for help once identifying that much to my surprise depression had crept in once again.  I received help and am not feeling so alone anymore.

 

Alone

Crowded room

People talking

I sit silently

I am alone

 

Group circle

I lend my voice

Not heard

I am alone

 

I cry

Home is what I want

They say not yet

I am alone

 

I sit with peers

No one speaks

I write

I am alone