Monday, October 17, 2011

with the birds

my insides are sick with the plight of loneliness. my heart. my mind. all yearning for someone to hold. to care for. to confide in. but there is no one. therefore i turn to myself and get to know a valuable friend. loneliness becomes solitude and solitude is bliss. it allows people to think. keep working through the pain to find the benefits. i'm right there with you.