Just a moment of solitude

The less we are alone, the lonelier we feel. Every fake smile makes us break – just a little bit at first. And then some more. Until we crumble to dust and hide in the forgotten cracks of our being; bleeding on our mind’s carpet floors. We are drowning slowly in the invisible wounds on our soul, unable to hear our thoughts over the voices of those who don’t know and those who will never understand. Too much, too loud. We need a moment to exist – on our own.

11 thoughts on “Just a moment of solitude

    1. For me, it is worse to be in a crowd and feeling like a misfit and invisible or disconnected than being alone and being able to sort through any kind of emotions on my own. I guess that is why I am an introvert.


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