Solitude Becomes You
It is there where life is pondered
Where silence becomes one with you
and breathing keeps for now
Your walks become longer so as not
to stand still, out of place
Yet even in this state of mind
Alone keeps step, one step closer
Two steps shy of a nervous breakdown
It is here where a field of dreams
ripe for harvest are lost and found
yielding no return, slim pickings
Staying true to itself it makes no
secret as it pitches tent, and blankets
itself with whats left of life, yours
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