Loneliness creeps like a plague, it’s silent but permeates everything it comes across mercilessly.

I look at it in the eyes, it looks back at me and whispers it’s enchanting words:

”You don’t need anyone but yourself” “Remember how they hurt you”

“This is the cost you have to pay to be able to live freely”

¿Freedom? ¿Does it even exist?

¿Do I even truly want it?