Solitude

Alone, I sit in this empty room,

With nothing but my thoughts to consume,

The silence surrounds me like a cloak,

A weight that's heavy, like a yoke.

I try to fill the void with sound,

But the echoes just rebound,

A reminder of my loneliness,

A feeling that's hard to confess.

The hours tick by, slow and still,

A reminder of time, that I cannot fill,

The walls around me, they seem to shrink,

A confinement that I cannot unlink.

Alone, I sit in this empty space,

A void that's hard to embrace,

The memories of laughter and love,

Now a distant echo, like a dove.

I long for the warmth of another,

To chase away the feeling of being a loner,

But for now, I sit and wait,

Hoping that one day, it'll be fate.

For in solitude, I find my peace,

A moment to breathe, to release,

A time to reflect, and to renew,

And to find a strength, that's tried and true.