Solitude

          The steam caresses over my weary body with its warmth,

          The stars greet my tired eyes with their sparkle,

          The silence embraces my jaded ears with its peace,

          The solitude grants my mind a little tranquillity,

          Mountain top bath under stunning stars,

          Alone in the boondocks at last,

          Far from the dystopia that haunts me,

          In this utopia of my mind’s eye,

          Putting into lyrical words of poetry the thoughts

          That overflows my damaged mind,

          When I have nowhere else for them,

          But in these very lines,

          My body now wants to depart,

          My heart mangled beyond repair,

          My liver has had its day, now drowned,

          My eyes have seen things to many,

          My ears have heard the very same to many,

           Now here are my last words to you,

          Seek out your solitude before it’s too late,

          To let go all that hate.