Poem #12

Solitude

Silence is what the soul craves
but the brain will not behave
Every noise could be something scary
Every situation seems hairy

Solitude brings up thoughts we often hide
Our dark side
No one will guess what we're thinking
No one will see us sinking

We devour this time as it passes us by
We will be forgotten like clouds in the sky
Onward to see where we will go
We'll always go with the flow

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