Solitude
My best friend
It's name is solitude
It brings me gifts of cleansing and hope
Reminding me that silence is not golden
Nothing this transparent could be classified as gold
Solitude is the battery that charges every outlet in my brain
Creativity, logic, faith, insight, wisdom

Unceasing clarity washing through my mind
The only one I feel comfortable with
Comfortable enough to frown
Of all the realities I've lived through, I have to say
Solitude is my favorite
And until today I forgot how nice it was to have as company