#WritcoPoemPrompt84
Sometimes it is best to be in solitude,
To separate from the crowd,
So no one will intrude,
As you mumble tales alone aloud,

As your imagination travels far beyond,
Your fingers curling around your pen,
You move it like your magic wand,
Pouring your thoughts out to keep you sane,

Your eyes look mystic and lost,
As you go on playing with your thoughts,
Paper; the...