A Quiet Place
I feel so empty and isolated
Confined to my chambers
I find solitude and sanctuary
Absorbed and glued to my phone
Because I feel at best when alone
Surrounded day and night
Outcast from societies norm
Thankfully few do I actually like
Out there they are all in sight
In the darkness and the light
Not a moments peace can I find
For they constantly surround me
To my face they appear as friends
Behind my back they are rarely kind
Though in work we do will usually bind
Why do I do this to myself
Why do I choose to live this life
So much growth within my sole
Enlightened to body, mind and world
Constantly feeling as though I just hurled
Copyright © Natalie Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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