It's dark
and lonely
I'm just staring out into the bleakness of my soul.
The air is frigid
and empty
I can't see anyone in the distance.
I've tried to leave, but I can't.
So I think.
Maybe the people around me like me, but just don't show it.
Maybe they appreciate my presents.
Maybe I'm not truly alone.
And there it is, a flash of light. A glimmer of hope.
I get up and run into it.
I'm free.