somber

I can't tell if I'm screaming in my head or whispering out loud.

Days like today grow cumbersome.
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Surrounded by inescapable isolation.

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Support dwindles to make room for neglect.

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Doubt rushes in.

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What did I do? 

Why can't I keep you?

What do you want from me?

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Suspicions are confirmed by the echo in my voice.

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Loneliness has made way for self-reliance. 

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Is this independence or indifference?

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There is a ceiling of obscurity above me.

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My hands claw at the haze of uncertainty.

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Condemned to perpetual solitude.

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The void in my soul is filled with heartache.