Why do I enjoy this feeling? <br />Is that really a question? <br />Do you see the anguish that they have caused? <br />Do you see the strife? <br />The terror in their eyes? <br />The corruption that runs rampant? <br />Why do they cause war? <br />What do they fight for? <br />Is it their morals? <br />What morals? <br />Aren’t morals nothing but words thrown away near death? <br /> <br />Why do I live in the dark? <br />Aren’t the lights so blinding? <br />Don’t they shed light on our inner truths? <br />No matter how gruesome or terrifying? <br />Do you not like the dark? <br />Doesn’t it rid us of pointless thoughts? <br />Do you not feel serene here? <br />Do you not find salvation here? <br /> <br />Aloneness. Is it not a wondrous thing?<br /><br />Devon McElveen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-798/
