His Loneliness Read Count : 47

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Lunchtime, today, proved to be a haunting lesson that told me that where ever I may be, there will always be a moment where once again I am isolated. 


I stood there while my companions enjoyed the company, the jokes, the playful battles of one another, I stood there on my memory holder.


I tapped and tapped and swiped and swiped and enhanced the sounds of instruments in my ears and fondled with the digital entertainment, but found that I could not shake the isolation.


They laughed, they smiled, they sat together, and I. . . I stood amongst myself, my skull refusing the request to allow me to sit with them.


One of my companions, finally realized I was with him and he turned to me, offering a friendly handshake, but abruptly saw someone else approach him and ended the handshake before it even began.


The pounding of my heart, the screaming of my skull, the echo of silence that all erupted at once almost dragged me to the ropes of insanity. 


I stood there, few inches away, as they talked.


One of them, who I know, he invited me over and said I should join them since I was all alone. 


My heart screamed and pounded against my chest, as I shrugged my shoulders and continued standing there. 

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  • May 22, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Loneliness is a tough thing to deal with You feel isolated no matter how many People are with you It’s important to understand the reasoning and to deal with it If you can talk to a trusted friend that may help Thanks for sharing πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹

    May 22, 2019

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