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I am a fortress of solitude.
Alone,
With no one to hear my cries,
To see my tears.
No one else to share my pain,
To sooth my aching heart.
Tears pour from me
Like blood from an open wound.
The blood flows freely
And so, too, my tears.
My loneliness is like a void;
Dark and opressing,
Unforgiving.
Such loneliness few others have seen.
Few have shared this pain of loss;
This secret battle within oneself
For consolement.
However,
In this pain,
I know myself.
I know my limits, my boundaries.
I may not know what can be done,
But I know what cannot.
And, sometimes,
It takes knowing what hurts
To figure out
What doesn't.
Into this realization I submerge myself.
Into my fortress of solitude.