The Loner
Like a shadow within a shadow merging with the darkness of night, I am the shadow merger
Like the sense of invisibility that cloaks my corpse from humanity`s gazes, I am Lord Voldermort
How does a shadow want to metamorphose into an actual silhouette?
Under what inclinations do I find my solitude as the answer to the despair that might follow my existence?
An anti-climax to the socially incompetent, the socially unavailable, the one thing never embraced by humanity
This isolation is imperative to my survival in this realm, a necessity that I must grasp without any illusions
For I am like the Leopard, Tiger and Jaguar, we only seek mates not compatriots
Roaming free in the wilderness of emotions, free from all forms of social inclinations, free to soar
I stand on a vantage point; I assimilate the air and let the lingering conversations surround me
My soul feels true freedom, my shoulders feel weightless, and my body feels like summer…. Yes for I am truly alive
My thoughts run rampant, stampeding their way towards a boulevard of open dreams with reckless wanton
Unapologetic to the masses that seem in awed by the peculiar perspectives of my ideologies
My mind never sleeps, forever on the railroad; my mind is the train of thoughts
It short circuits in blissful rapture and embraces the precious mementoes in time where it’s just me, myself and I
It recalls the earliest onset of my solitude, a time when I questioned the flaws within my blueprint
A time when I questioned my maker, I questioned my purpose, yes I questioned my own mind with queries that where beyond my comprehension
But when I am alone, I have the peace that enshrouds me in shear tranquil serenity
The colors seem brighter as they reveal themselves to be iridescent, I am truly at peace
Birds sing mating songs while the gentle flapping of butterfly wings send smooth oscillations that massage the contours of my eardrums
It is the music that soothes the raging beast within me, the lullaby to the demon guarding my soul
Acknowledging my introversion tendencies brings inertia to my peace, nonstop
The only friend who is like my own shadow, he is always beside me
Silence elegantly plays a tune that muffles out the background, silence leaves no echo
I howl towards the moon, I form the only individual of a renegade band of lonesome wolves
I am the lone wolf…….. I am THE LONER
Copyright © Marco Kalunduka | Year Posted 2016
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