Come back

The carpark is empty when your not here, the fruit bowl is full but my hands are full of fears. I need your dry wit and your occasional calls, to pass me in the link and discuss my thoughts. 

It doesn't get easier with time and lately, I feel like I'm losing my mind. The hard hat and dust consume my head, the Pfizer blanket has gone from a gentle blue to a toxic Red.

It's suffocating, lifting it by myself, my arms are sore, my legs are splintered, I find it difficult to walk through these doors unhindered. 

You need not worry, I'm not going to the other side, for I've already been taken by lifes consuming tide. I am in a place between earth and the absolute, dissolving slowly like humanitys truth. 

Come back, and we can fight this darkness together, for it is growing fast, in my head , in my heart, between myself and my soul depart.