#WritcoPoemPrompt84
Sometimes it is best to be in solitude,
To separate from the crowd,
in a sheltered home,
where no one can intrude.

As you mumble tales alone aloud,
Without disturbance, you shall pass,
Whispering secrets to the silent walls,
Each syllable a gentle caress.

I never knew what it meant to give myself time alone,
but now I've understood the growth of it.
The moments with myself are the best I've never had.

Yet, still, I seek the...