No one else needed

there's a certain beauty
in the arms of solitude.

a face often forgotten
in throngs of such magnitude.

when presented by force
it may seem the cruelest fate.

but when borne from choice
there are few joys as great.

i confess it requires
a certain kind of inclination

to lock away from the world
and disconnect from the population.

you must promise to ignore
all the threads you are linked to.

you must learn to adore
the silence that could sink you

but i can only assure you
if you do take her as your bride

being alone can become
the thing that keeps you alive