i wrote this poem a year ago for a facebook/instagram caption

i’m not one
to be left alone.
stranded in my thoughts,
no one to share with,
just the silence
around me
and the madness
of the world,
as the fear
purges my brain.
my discomfort grows,
and all i can think of
is your face,
and i start to wonder,
“where did things go wrong?
you were all i needed,
but i let you walk away
and i haven’t been the same since.
how did i lose you?
and how did i lose
myself?”
the thoughts never die,
do they...