My level of torment surpasses the withstanding I have for this moment...

My level of torment
Surpasses the withstanding I have for this moment
My head aches with the movement
Of other beings around me
They speak of travesties akin to modern day trivialities
In such loud remarks
I vex at the need to simplify this place
To design in the answers and rectify misplacements
So that we can move to a place of silence
I delight in silence
Like the gleam of gold it is amber in the night
And the times I am without it
I shiver
In a place
Just as cold
And tragic
As this unperturbed brisk of darkness •

It is difficult dealing with people you hate, haha; especially when all you want is solitude. I am definitely an introvert. I am simply never lonely, never requiring company. Being around loved ones is pleasant, even enjoyable. But I am my very best friend and my best company.
It is great to be your very own number one person in your life. People come and go, but you are here to stay, always. •

Poem from Acres of Shadow
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