Stuck enjoying being alone,
But knowing
Some of the best parts about living
Are in the connections we can form
With each other.
Writing
Long jogs
Playing my guitar
Reading
Podcasts
Lectures
Boxing shadows
Mediation
Being out in nature
Sleeping
All of them I like to do
Alone
Maybe my connection with you guys
Is leaving things for you to read
Can I connect by putting my soul out there
For y’all to gaze upon?
Is that enough?
Is sharing my artistic side
Enough?
It doesn’t feel like enough…
But still,
I put my headphones in,
Block out the world,
And create.
As the busy humans around me
Go about their lives
Without knowing
I’m screaming at them
In silence.
-C.H.
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