Solitude.
In solitude I will find myself
But with solitude comes isolation.
I've been abandoned before
Right at the dark pit that rests in my mother's chest.
I am afraid of being alone but I am comforted when I am.
Am I weak if I talk to him?
Am I weak if I question every little breath I take?
Weakness consists of fragility.
If you push me I'll shatter but the earth will shake and piece me back together again.
I can't just heal myself.
Am I weak to let others in?
Or does it make me weak to be in solitude?