Laughter rings from another room.
I wish to be alone.
Still they laugh.
Scream and giggle, jabber and jibe they are incessant.
Life is high, life is happy, for them, but they do not know it.
Party-goers at a day old rave they giggle, blind to catastrophe.
I wish to be alone because I can see, my eyes maintain where theirs have failed.
I have no illusions, no fallacy.
I am balanced, pure, time and again I reach to help, heal, my blind.
I wish to be alone because I am not the cure.
It drives me mad and still they snicker, content in blessed ignorance.
Here they leave me wise and bitter.
I wish to be alone.
Oct 11, 2011
Oct 11, 2011 at 12:40 AM UTC
Laughter rings from another room.
I wish to be alone.
Still they laugh.
Scream and giggle, jabber and jibe they are incessant.
Life is high, life is happy, for them, but they do not know it.
Party-goers at a day old rave they giggle, blind to catastrophe.
I wish to be alone because I can see, my eyes maintain where theirs have failed.
I have no illusions, no fallacy.
I am balanced, pure, time and again I reach to help, heal, my blind.
I wish to be alone because I am not the cure.
It drives me mad and still they snicker, content in blessed ignorance.
Here they leave me wise and bitter.
I wish to be alone.
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