I Only Now Understand


I understand my solitude like a familiar song,  
A melody woven through the fabric of my days,  
In the quiet moments where thoughts drift along,  
I find clarity in shadows, wisdom in the haze.  

Among the crowd, I wander with an invisible thread,  
Entwined in the laughter, yet a distance remains,  
Voices blend around me, but I walk instead,  
In the spaces between, where my essence retains.  

The world spins in colors, vibrant and bright,  
Yet my heart holds a palette of deeper hues,  
In solitude's embrace, I discover my light,  
A canvas of dreams painted with my own views.  

I cultivate gardens in the silence of my mind,  
Where every flower blooms from the seeds I have sown,  
Each thought a reflection, a path I must find,  
In the echo of choices, I walk this road alone.  

Isolation can be heavy, a weight that pulls me down,  
Yet in that pressure, I reshape my own clay,  
I carve out my meaning, wear my solitude like a crown,  
In the face of the storm, I learn how to sway.  

Through introspection’s lens, I touch the divine,  
Finding strength in weakness, beauty in despair,  
Every trial I encounter, a lesson to refine,  
In the depths of my being, I learn to be bare.  

While others seek connection, chasing fleeting ties,  
I embrace this journey, the one I walk solo,  
For in the solitude, I hear my spirit rise,  
And in knowing myself, true freedom will flow.  

I stand in the stillness, grounding my fears,  
An anchor in a tempest, a lighthouse in the night,  
In the heart of my solitude, I cherish my tears,  
For they water the roots of the dreams I ignite.  

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