I'm deprived of the simplest form of living
The connection that comes from human interaction, simple conversation, lengthy chats.
I've been alone for too long
It seems I've numbed myself
My only friends are a whisper through broken speakers
I follow their words like I follow the sun
I've never been in love deeply enough to be consumed by the fire, but I imagine it must feel like my favorite song
Once living in tempestuous passion
A disposition I wished to rid myself of
Who knew solitude could be so dangerous?
I crave closeness
I need to feed my soul
There's an entire world out there I desire to know
For now I wander the foothills in my mind
With hope for a future beyond the solitude of where I reside.