I am Betrothed to my sadness
I sink my body, heavily into its cold embrace.
I eloquently ask to be released but the claws sink deeper into my insecurities
the loneliness clings to my body as I fall deeper and deeper in the loneliest of despairs
I wish to be brave but alas it is an illusion, that drapes across my field of vision
If hope is a thing with wings then why can't I fly away
soaring through the world with a certain elegance
I enjoy being alone
it feels poetic
but can my fate include poetry
if I choose to let the world in
to love others
Is it because of you that I wish to be alone?