Don’t tell me I’m not alone because at 3:27 am on a Friday morning when I’m smothered in my darkness with heavy thoughts and what-ifs clutching my tear-stained pillow I sit up and look around the room to see that the only person here is me the only person who understands is me the only one who hears the cries is me don’t tell me I’m not alone because that is false you’re not the one engulfed in sadness it’s me and I am so alone.
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