Solitude

"Don’t knock on my door
 And you won’t know I've shut you out,
 Don’t call me
 And you won’t know I'm ignoring you.
 Let me deal with this
 In my own way
 Like I always do.


 Alone.


 Maybe these things
 I keep bottled inside
 Will somehow dissipate on their own,
 Like carbonation
 Fading over time.
 It hasn’t happened yet
 After all these years.
 Maybe this time will be different."


So...how's this working for you so far?


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