Anxious to Be Alone.

I crave solitude.

I’m starving for it.

Like a heavy morning dew,

I’m saturated, but never full.

They’re here again,

Once more at my door.

They’re here to take,

Like a persistent rake.

I’m ripped.

I’m robbed.

And I need to gather what’s left.

I need to survive.

And yet,

I cannot satisfy,

Because I do not know what is missing.

I lay staring,

Humming with the seconds of time.

Tick tock,

Carry me along,

I’d rather stay with you,

Than entertain the energy vampires,

They disguise as humans,

But they’re eager to suck me dry

To be frozen in time,

Is to hear even the crickets cry,

And to hear the heart beat,

a couple thousand times.