i like being alone
no, not the alone in a room filled with people
that's depressing
i like being alone, by myself
no prying eyes dissecting you bit by bit
no judging eyes pleading to open your doors just a smidge
no snakes trying to slither their way onto your lawn only to bite months later
just me and myself
alone
it's a nice feeling being alone
laughing at your own jokes, even the corny ones
healing wounds invisible to the naked eye
who can break you when you're alone?
yourself, yes
but at least you see that coming
YOU ARE READING
Deep Thought
PoetryLate night and afternoon thoughts of a black girl. I'm going to regret writing this
