I find solitude in my words
I will find happiness in this verse
Its become a comfort to a point
In the fact that i am still alone
It may sound strange to a lot of people
That one can find some sort of comfort
In being alone. Separated from everyone
Cut off from the ties that bind
There is a part of me
That would like to reach out
But that part of me is slipping away
The hope with that idea is dying slowly
But in time i have come to accept the short falls
Including the one i find most unsettling
I have made it easy for me to believe
That being alone is a happy way to live