I exist but I do not co-exist
With the world around me
I live in a shadow of loneliness that...
No ammount of buildings
No ammount of lights
No ammount of people
Can overcome

I live in a city full of souls
Longing for some connection
But no matter how
Connected
The technology is around us
Our souls remain untouched
Unwanted
In the scheme of life

I exist in a bustling city
But I do not co-exist with its inhabitants
I live in a bubble of
Me, myself, and I
In the bubble I am
Alone
But it is by choice

To leave the bubble would mean loneliness not by choice but by exclusion...

Am I not interesting?
Am I too interesting?
Or is everyone too caught up to notice
Me and my lonely shadow
Ever present
Ever looming

God is good, He is enough
But real connection with a familiar soul
Is what I long for in my solace

I have a family, I have friends
But the truth is this;
I am alone

God is here, He is
Listening
Watching
Comforting
But I am alone...

I exist but I do not co-exist
With the world around me
I go through the motions
But it does not seem real
I have conversations
But they have no apeal

I exist in a bustling city
But I do not co-exist with its inhabitants

I exist
But not really
Not truly