Whatever fault you find in me,

in my isolationist tendencies–

remember that your version of nice

was being quick to disregard my sacrifice.

I am nothing more to you than a vague face,

a somewhat familiar name with no place

among you, and you wonder why

I am so quick to point out your disguise of lies.

So if you wonder why I hide away, seek solitude,

how I became so broken and bruised,

remember that at least I was as honest as I could be.

I never promised that I was problem free,

unlike your veneer of quickly being on the mend

when your list of sorrows has no end.


About thefreescribbler

My life is one of words. I am a scribbler, whose thoughts are best expressed through adjectives and phrases and punctuation marks. I would not go so far as to call myself a writer, although many would disagree. I’m characterized more by my unfinished works and half-embodied ideas, scraps of stories and parts of poems. Maybe one day I’ll be a writer, but I’m okay with being a scribbler right now. It fits my personality and style, and best expresses my aims. I’m not trying to create some lofty version of literature. I’m just a kid blogging about life. View all posts by thefreescribbler

One response to “Tendencies

  • JMC813

    As another who often seeks the comfort of solitude, let me just say that I really love this Scribbler. I sometimes feel more alone in a room of people than when it is me and my thoughts. I enjoy the company of others too, but there is a time and a place.

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