i stand alone,
marooned on some island,
in the middle of a vast ocean of emptiness;
there i hear the tumult storms of pressure,
i feel the cold touch of fear slowly trickling down on my back,
i can taste the bittersweet taste of memories long gone past,
memories of a time when i was known,
a time when i could walk the streets and hear the masses shouting my name,
now, i hear the echoes-echoes resounding, rebounding- echoes of an epoch gone forever.

i stand alone,
unattached, forlorn,
a sack of misery i bear,
i look around me at the void,
i hear the silence,
this silence slowly devouring me,
like claws, it's slowly tearing out my heart,
i'm losing myself and there's nothing i can do.
oh loneliness, a curse and a balm,
you've been with me even when the storms rage,
when the winds howl out my name,
when the sun hides its face from me,
when everywhere i look, i find myself encompassed by dark clouds of rejection.

i stand alone,
to the very end,
tis a bliss to be alone i realise,
no one's there to bother me,
to remind me of the realities of life,
in my own world i dwell,
blessed, alone and forgotten...
oh loneliness, a curse and a balm.
© solum_orbis