The quiet whirl of the machine

The tap tapping of my fingers

The humming of my mind

The soft breaths in~~ and out~ of my nose

The solid walls encasing me

The freedom to be myself and I within

The creaking as the house shifts

The comfort it brings instead of fear

The stillness of dawn

The light as it slowly rises behind the curtain

The warmth of the blankets

The soft embrace that holds me

To be completely alone and yet content

The peace in loneliness

My newest poem and not a repost from my old blog site. I wrote it this year in April.