
It’s been a while in the cave,
The darkness and silence begin to attack,
A crack of light seems better than black,
Raine by the isolation, I step out of the cave.
Ah! The bright, scorching heat,
Still being chased by the loneliness,
Onward to a quest of happiness,
An overdose of solitary to beat.
I stumble upon a kirk,
With a hope of redemption,
Set foot in to encounter desecration,
Then depart with a feeling of irk.
In a drift of reflex,
I motion toward my abode,
To seek comfort, I punch in the code,
And walk into a gust of queries full of perplex.
Overwhelmed by the confrontation,
In a desperate attempt to find a diversion,
I escape to a shindig with commotion.
As the noise inside battles the outer one aloud,
Shun the demons to solitude,
Mingle in the multitude,
Now to welcome the disclosure- a feeling of being-
Alone in the crowd.
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