My thoughts are loud once again
It screams through the depths of my being
Warring emotions deep within me
I thought being alone is comforting.
Still, this is better than having many people surround me
I'd rather be held captive by my own thoughts
Than be drowned by the words of people around me.
It's a lonely thing
Yet also comforting
When you find something to do
To write poems
Inked by emotions
And touch a heart or two.