The Lonely Ones

Introversion is a killer,
Like lively fruit left too long in the chiller.

Behind shuttered blinds for safety of the soul,
The world forgets them, tucked away in their hole.

No caretaker to remind,
The need for contact with others of their kind.

All have been pushed away for protection,
But the quiet invades, and life rejects them.

2 comments

  1. I’m okay with being an introvert,:but I still get extremely lonely. But then I find it so difficult and draining to be around most people.

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