I left because the world had plans,
I did a lot with these two hands.
I sang and danced,
I ran and pranced,
I cried
I smiled
I was proud
I was hurt
Joy and Love seeped into me
But Worry and Sorrow stayed with me
As I thought
About long ago
I remembered
How to feel loss.
How to lose hope.
I fell again.
Into empty void.
It slipped away
Hope slipped out of my grasp.

I left because the world had plans.
I'm back because everything left me.

If anyone knows (though very few do),
Tell me the difference between a lie and the truth.

But I learn to be cautious with my fantasies.
They can lead to an ache that begins
deep in my body, fills my torso, and crawls
down my limbs until I can no longer
feel my hands and feet.

                                                                        -Megan E. Freeman, "Alone"