Alone
Carefully I have layered sandbags
In yet another row rising
And I am protected, safe and dry
Except for the tears
I only lower sandbags
When there is no fear of anyone peering in to see
A small frightened and messy heart beating away in a self made isolation room where no one can ever
Judge
Instruct
Be disgusted
Be righteously angry
Strike out
Lie or omit
Manipulate
Or reach



I await, patiently, outside your room, for brief moments, when I might be allowed to accompany you. You aren't alone.
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