A fortress of stone
the life behind castle walls
As the brave knight
tends to the kings every beckoned call

But as that rock turns to dust
and those same walls begin to fall
they will soon find
that one king cant rule them all

Solitude, solidified in its behavior
There is no one as pure another human being
its just our nature, so near the edge you feel
These words you hear, protrude from my pen
and adhere to the paper

That lonely feeling of solitude..
Were all the same though made up of atoms,
and molecules
but everyone shows different emotion
that's solitude..