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Solitude

There’s nothing at all,
just silence surrounding me.

A solitude—in this darkness,
And within it, hidden,
Crouched in the corner, 

In silence deep, I quietly lie.


Far off, a storm brews,
with howling wind—
I shiver in its icy embrace.

The flicker of a lone flame
wavers with each gust,
sending shivers through me.
I think to steady it,
but I haven’t the courage.

No one is here in this house.
Only solitude.
And me, hidden within it.

Echoes of bygone eras
strike hollow walls,
emerging like specters,
vanishing just as swiftly.

I hum softly,
but my voice dissolves
amid the thunder’s roar.

The flame flickers and wanes,
as lightning dances in sight.
For a moment, I glance around,
Scattered belongings in every corner of the house 

once cherished,
now mere relics of sweat and toil.

The storm will gather it all—
The slowly rising water will sweep it away,

any moment from now.


The storm deepens,
shadows lengthen,
until the room,
the flame,
and I—
fade into the emptiness.

The rain shall linger on, 

The clouds will thunder loud, 

The storm will tremble still,

While memories crash upon the shore.

I will remain hidden,
With solitude as my companion.

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