Solitude

im here again, in the place where no one is present, here in this solitude and basking in it, i feel so odd when i teracting cause ill still go hack to my inevitable solitude, where peer pressure, envy, jealousy, hate or even love are not present to sway my emotions

Armed with nothing but my will, basking in the inevitable solitude where i hqve discussions with my self, thinking about the future and the past, but when i strip away all that, my will, my goal resonates loudly in my head

It is here that patterns are stopped, shackels are cut, ego dies, and a will is reinforced.

solitude.