Poem

And then we were isolated.

Suddenly shut into our houses with no warning;
all together, yet separated by six feet.
I stare at the life I once lived:
to be able to walk down the school hallways,
to be able to see my friends not on a phone screen,
to be able to go shopping in a real store.

Yet, we are isolated.

I want to ignore the facts.
No more school,
no senior prom,
graduation postponed once possibly cancelled.
The thought of not going to college in the fall looms over my head.
It’s as if the sky is falling and I am afraid to look up.
Not knowing means I can't be scared,
can’t be sad,
can’t worry about what lies in the future.

Yet, we are isolated.

The world has been broken into pieces.
One thing after another, pushed to the limit of loss.
I try to find some hope,
of one day going back to normal.
Being able to see friends and family,
leave the house without worrying about what will happen.
Hoping all the puzzle pieces fall back into place.
There is no doubt in my mind this isolation will change my life forever,

I am grateful for the experiences I've had,
the places I have been able to go.
Hopeful for the day it all comes back.

Yet, till that day,
We are in isolation.