Solitude.
Isolation.
A super power in a world over-stimulated by social ties choking their senses until the point of oblivion.
Does it mean I’ve steered away from interaction?
No.
It just means I have a drive speeding towards peace while I’m on a road full of too many infractions.
I’ve had enough relationships.
My situation is too complicated for most to understand while I write poem,
After poem,
After poem in a journal saving me from this,
Game I have no interest to play.
A game I’ve been toyed with too often to stay,
As a player exhausted of his vitality…
Solitude,
Isolation.
A paradise I was reborn inside of while I face this,
Monster within.
A monster I dance with.
A monster I’ve accepted as a part of me while I take action.
Against his desires.
A blessing God gave,
Showing me how to put out the fire…
Madness Of Solitude – Day 270, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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