Loneliness… It’s as if I were standing in a spotlight where I could see nothing but black outside of my circle… Sometimes, I would see other spotlights with someone else standing inside the light, but, before I could manage to call out to that person, someone else would join them within that circle. They would laugh, and the spotlight would go out again, leaving me there within my circle of light within that sea of darkness.
Sometimes, I would call out for someone to join me in my circle, but my pleas would always be ignored… Those people amidst that sea of nothing were all just so content to have their nocturnal eyes… Eyes that allowed them to step outside of this damnable circle of light…
I tried so hard to flee from my prison… I tried to step outside of that circle so many times… But no matter how much I cried out for someone to free me from my Hell, I was always ignored or drowned out. Once or twice, someone would step in for just long enough to show me just how useless I was before they took the hand of someone remaining in the black outside of my light and were pulled away again, leaving me to my thoughts of bitter solitude…
I would scream… As loud and as long as I could possibly manage to… Tears always spilling down my cheeks as if my eyes were waterfalls, only able to see into the light… I would beg and plead for someone to offer me their hand… For my light to just go out so I could see what everyone else could see in their world of black… But no one ever heard me… No one ever listened to me… No one ever cared for me…
As time wore on, I slowly began to die inside… Little by little as I saw spotlights go on and off around me… I had finally given in to the loneliness of that circle I was forced to stand in… I could no longer cry for the waterfalls had long since dried up… I was finally numb to the pain, barely aware of the darkness surrounding me or the light shining down on me to illuminate my pathetic self…
The last day of my light was no different from my life within it… I stood numbly within my circle, watching the other spotlights turn on and off again, almost instantaneously at times… My face blank, no longer capable of showing emotion and no one ever feeling as I did within my light for they would never be stuck so long within theirs. My death came slowly… maybe quickly… I had lost track of all time within my light… All I could do was close my eyes and stand there as if I had truly given up when my light finally shut off on me and my own loneliness… However, I did not have the nocturnal eyes, and I could still see nothing but black surrounding my pathetic form…