Something's Wrong

Something’s wrong and I can’t
Quite put my finger on it
As Autumn progresses
And the nights draw in.
 
Something’s wrong.
 
I’m never too sure now
Of what is true or real:
Strangers- some faceless
Send me messages
 
Through my phone;
I’m addicted in this strange
New world where everything
Is on display but
 
Nothing’s known for sure
Friends can be people
You never meet.
The news might be fake
 
That offer might be a scam
That story might be a hoax
And though people don’t meet
There’s still the danger of catching viruses.
 
Living alone I’m
Strangely isolated
With friends
And with the nights drawing in
 
It feels like something’s wrong.
 
MDC