Alone

Alone.
What is this word to you?
Perhaps it is a time to think.
To get work done.
Maybe even relax a little.
Enjoy yourself.
Go ahead.
But to me,
To be alone
Is to be ripped from the only thing
That keeps me alive.
For when I am alone,
I look upon myself,
And feel hatred.
When I am alone,
And away from the one
That makes me whole,
I feel torn apart,
Like I’m slowly
Slowly
Losing
Myself…