In Solitude...

Even the logs are company.
You wish to speak to them..
Listen to the silence with them...
Every shadow is a reflection of oneself...

Today I was scared by my shadow,
Like a prowling beast on a lonely night,
The thoughts lost in a aimless journey,
In a darkness engulfed by a cornucopia of anxiety.

Determination at an end to give comfort
Uncertainty to drown one, at the other
Hope and passion to give the confidence,
Dreams to tease the tormented soul
again
and yet again.

Memories of an unforgettable past,
of things moving slow and at times fast
Years pass by ...
The Solitude remains