Solitude is found in the
presence of your mind
something which I need to be
present all the time
to shield me from the world
which I cannot bear
to carry on my shoulders
out of dread and fear

Face that which you fear
my logic says to me
or this weight you carry
will crush you certainly
is this what I want?
Or will you satisfy
the need that I feel
the fear I can't hide?

Something must be done
to stop the pattern set
will you be the one?
Or has the match been met?

Written by "Buffy" - not sure when.