Me and myself alone
A deserted Island
Stranded like a prisoner
Abandoned like a child
Did God dump me in this sandbox?
Hoping I’d still be here when he came back from work?
There’s a certain quiet that accompanies loneliness
There’s a certain savagery that comes with isolation
By myself, with no one around
No one to watch
No one watching
I ask for humanity
What do I have if not my humanity?
What do I have if alone with my thoughts?
With no one but myself?
One is certain to lose their mind in the depths of their own blackness
The way one might ask for a flashlight or a knife
One humanity riddled with sanity and drenched in dignity
One humanity dipped in moral
But a different humanity than that of the one that plagues man
A different humanity than what exists today
Uncompromised by societal norms
Humanity that could’ve saved Lost Boys
Humanity that stops one from a certain sin
Humanity that saves me