Introverts Cry
Will I ever be able to go back?
My energy for others seems to have left.
Will it ever return?
Weeks go by...
Will months pass, and I still feel the same way?
The desperate need to be alone.
...to go away...
The cry of my heart for true quiet.
True solitude.
Why after so many days, so many hours, do I feel so exhausted?
Pushed.
Pulled.
Maybe I will never be able to go back.
Written May 2020