Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Solitude

You call it loneliness. I call it pleasure with self.
You say you need people around you, I say my mind is companion enough.
I don't need to be spoken to, I'd rather  listen to the voices in my head.
I don't need a cell phone, a beep and an urge to turn my attention to it. I'd rather disconnect.
Leave it around somewhere in the house and lose touch with the world at end.
Small talk? I'm not interested. I'd rather isolate.
Gossip? Keep that to yourself, that's the last thing that arouses my brain.
If only you knew how to cave through my mind and intrigue the deepest thoughts.
If only you knew how to sit in the same room and not speak a word.
To feel utter bliss in wilderness, if only you knew, the pleasures of solitude.