Why Leave the House?
A storm is gathering
An exercise in futility
And so my social life be
Relegated to novelty beginnings
I sometimes hate my life!
Never a chance
Never a season to learn
Dropped to deep end reality
Awkward distance and speak
Too much
Too much has been seen
Too much known
Too real for faux reality being
Silence now the sound
His mind the only motion around
Eyes closed and serenity reached
An escape without escape
Cathartic reasoning
Hitchhiker 