Isolated

I've been sitting all alone in the living room in pitched, black darkness for hours. I have my headset on, listening to the saddest songs. I look up at the walls, where my iPhone light hits the ceilings, as if I were to have an answer from above. Yet I hear nothing but the silence. The questions that keep running through my mind are still left unanswered. Time goes by slowly and I sit here in the cold, darkness wishing things could be different.