This is another old poem I dug up from my HDD. I was going through a hard time and I chose seclusion as a way to find peace. This Poem is about that time/part of my past.

Am I not myself, when I feel the feelings of someone else?

My intangible presence soaks the aura like a sponge.

However, I am withdrawn from humanity, the connection I wish to expunge.

This is a strange paradox, in which I embrace while I hide my face.

I crave to vanish into blackness.

I accept this nothingness, secluding myself to feel solace in my darkness.


Submitted: April 05, 2012

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