“Seul”,

2025 April 28, 07:03

But I will still be alone by the end of the week.

I may write.

I may fight.

But I will still be alone by the end of the week.

I may shout.

I may socialise.

I may try to escape.

But I will still be alone by the end of the week.

The phone won’t buzz—

No friendly messages to be received—

Without connections having been made—

It will be clear—

Despite my efforts, it shall be me and me only.