It Was A Dark And Stormy Night…

It was a dark and stormy night, the type I was all too familiar with—when all my estranged family and distant friends slept but I couldn’t because all the regrets of my life raged in my mind with an unbearable intensity along with the enduring question—

Why am I alone?

©2019 Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys

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