Solitude

My Friend

By Bardo HernandezPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Photo by Caner Demiroğlu

Solitude, my faithful friend,

In quiet nights, with you I blend.

No need for words to remind me so,

That you're always here, this I know.

Through streets we walk, avoiding the light,

In shadows we wander, hiding from sight.

People say I walk alone,

Not knowing that with you, I roam.

People come, and people go,

But you stay loyal, this I know.

Born and raised in Cancun, Mexico. I’m someone who loves a little bit of everything—history, legends, poetry, and the occasional fun fact.

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