I feel like running away.
Hiding away from life.
Isolating myself, if not for a little while.

The pain sneaks in.
Nothing matters and nothing makes sense.
It sneaks up on me, but it’s always been there.
This pain of knowing no matter what I do, they will leave.

I look around and wonder what’s wrong with me.
But I’ve always asked that, and I’ve never found an answer.