The emergency room

We crave connection

To the outside world

There is a sharp fear

When we start to believe

That no one is near

The pain throbs harder

When we start to believe

That we are alone

So why do we crave

That constant connection

When it serves no justice

We are alone in a sense

Though we choose not to see it

We choose not to believe it

We are truly alone

Why not be a friend to yourself

Than be a friend to another

For that other

Can not fill

The emptiness we feel

When we forget

Ourselves

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