I sit here. In the isolated bubble I have created. I hear no noise. I speak to no one.
I sit here. Watching. Seeing. But never speaking.
I sit here. As I see the world the feeling of want is back.
I sit here waiting for someone to pop my bubble.
Patience that’s all it take. But do I have it?
Pop. Pop. Pop.
Bubbles pop all around me. But I’m stuck
I’m banging to get out but no one hears me.
I sit here. Without a sound.
I sit here. With no one hears the screams
Everyone is leaving
And I can’t move.
I just sit here.