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.