MODERN DAY RECLUSE…
in awed by the few,
unable to get over
all that he knew.
tucked away in the clouds,
replaying events --
and all it endowed.
shrouded in the past,
imprisoned by walls
built out of glass.
hidden from the crowd,
trapped in his misery
screaming out loud.
violence stole his heart,
robbing his spirit
his life torn apart.
love to be found,
abandoned by the gods
forsaking holy ground.
fearing his thoughts,
reliving the past --
seeming so lost.
nowhere to found,
lonely and afraid
her presence all around.
weighed on his soul,
resentful and scared
taking its toll.
despair filled the air,
embracing the dark
was all he could bare.
away from all sound,
a modern day recluse --
with the world all around.
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Sounds like the life of a creative type, @macksby. We hold so much inside. Cheers to you, my friend.
Yeah, those creative types -- bunch of whackos :))
Thanks @fairytalelife -- CHEERS!
You know you are one of them - this is how we roll, mack.
I wouldn't have it any other way @fairytalelife :))!
LOL, yup, the best kind of wackos!
I could live there.
Me too...
Yes, we need our alone time...for sure. Sometimes I would like to have Harry Potter's invisibility cloak. That's going on my Christmas list. Lol.
I hear that...
Now, I know what to get you for Christmas :))
Yes, I'll take it off my list then. : )