I sit and watch the sky grow dark, the only light that of the computer screen glaring out at me.

I’m here alone. No one sees me, although I’m crying for someone to look.

No one’s here. Now I’m just alone.

Won’t somebody come and comfort me?

Evidently not. As the sun sinks behind the horizon, the sky turns a dark, royal blue. It’s sad too.

No longer crying out, now just silent sobs. Not to let anyone know, just to get it out.

Not the same as a hug, but better than keeping it in,

Isn’t it?

No one needs to know anyway. Why should they care about my needs, so long as I do what I’m told?

Blues grow darker as night comes.

I’m all alone.

Now the sky is dark, black, impenetrable. the streetlight’s light glares in my eyes,

blinding me while I wait,

alone.

still.