I purposefully isolate myself

when I finally hear the empty noise of my confinement;

I scream with with all my might

The shriek of my terrors, bouncing off the empty four white walls, try to fill the eerie white noise of my desolation, but to no avail

And I scream, not because i’m afraid

but because I hope someone
anyone

will come and save me from this empty, dark, shallow pit of loneliness.


He hears me call and he wraps around me


his deepest darkest secrets, wishes, and dreams ultimately become a humdrum beat to my ears

The white eerie noise reappears for a single moment
home and familiar
I run away from anything and everything unknown
to chase what I know

back to square one,

I sit contently

happily inside the four white walls.

Until…
the white noise returns indefinitely
and I begin
feeling trapped once more

screaming

crying


hopping


waiting…


for someone
anyone

over and over again.