What is solitude?
Disappearing within a sullen wood
changing form beneath the yawning branches
Is that solitude?
To grasp the face of craggy rocks
To descend into a dank cave
Light only glimpsed through tendrilled glows…
Is that loneliness?
To travel silently amongst the living…
Breathing and working as a faceless entity
Ripping the tape off and passing through the red door.
To be ignored
Lost in a world of machines…
closer but yet so far…
Cables meld to flesh yet input is not met….
To communicate from inside a cage..
To be trapped within your own thoughts
On the other side of the red door
lonely and waiting
Is this solitude?
Alone with your only friend who is not there at all
smiling sweetly within the night
with infinite, crimson patience…..