Solitude

Solitude, the brother that doesnt desert me,

His loyality so strong i dare doubt his worthy,

Happiness and joy visits like a season,

Indefiantely leaving without a reason,

Enstowing the fear of building relations,

Already knowing the future, filled with sorrow and desperations.

Why is it i always know, it's to good to last,

Everything seems to repeat itself, especially the past,

Suppressing my tears, hiding from reality,

Needing a rock to hide from lifes brutality.!