Inside The Looking Glass

I think this poem speaks for itself …

Inside The Looking Glass

I often wonder why I can’t
slow    down

or be                            alone

anymore.

It started at the end
of the pandemic.

For more than a year, I

isolated

crawling deeper and deeper inside

myself.

Afraid of others
Afraid of illness
Afraid of germs
Afraid of living
Afraid of me

So, I stayed

In my house
In my mind
In my way

Until one day,
I couldn’t.

Because that was the moment
I realized

being                           alone

is worse than being sick.

*Photo by Sven Brandsma on Unsplash.