Solitude Poem 18


We have walked together

More than I can say

My withered heart

preferring aloneness

Years of my own voice

Raging in my head

a cacophony of silence


Almost afraid to push the boundaries

Afraid of thick walls coming down

Afraid to be vulnerable

In solitude there is sincerity


No intrusions

Just illusions

Solitude rocks me to sleep

Then jolts me awake

Around me lies empty space

Solitude is an old old friend

A lasting adversary

A protector, an exclusion

A necessary angel

In an evil world

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