Alone in a world of my own making.
So good at shutting people out and
creating walls.

Tired of the pain in my heart.
Not wanting to trust for fear of being
carelessly betrayed.

I look at others and see the
happiness in their smiles.
Wishing I knew the secrets they
possessed.

How can happiness be so elusive?
How can I find peace and contentment?

Solitude is safe.
No hurt. No pain.
No lies. No betrayal.

Solitude is emptiness.
No joy. No laughter.
No smiles. No friendship.
No love.

Written & Copyright By Jesslan
10 January 2001