In Isolation Poem by Sean Toland

The cold it nips at me,
cutting me sore,
The pain its fluid now,
Eating me to the core,

I feel every tremor,
Every movement like a knife,
I feel the pain strangling now,
Like it's starving out the life,

I know I've been here before,
But the pain is long forgotten,
So now it's all brand new,
And my body needs wrapped in cotton,

I feel the most alone,
because no one is here to share,
But no one can empathize,
With a pain that is not there,

I never thought I could wound my mind,
I thought it would remain untouched,
The physical body gets scrapes and cuts,
But it the mind that stings so much,

I'm alone now,
but in reality I always was,
People try to understand,
But I know I'm a lost cause,

It'll be different when I'm gone,
I won't be a burden to those that care,
When I dissapear completely,
They'll forget I was ever there,