#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,

yet , the echoes were silent.
as i started a war with myself.
clarity forced me to think faster.
the muscles of my existence.
they could not keep up.
my mind saw my struggles.
no longer wanted to be stuck.


© JoshuaLeyva