Forever A Loner

Headphones...

To block the distracting noises of the world around me.

The ignorance, hypocrisy.

Sunglasses... 

To some, I think I'm cool.

For others it seems that I'm running from the sun...

But for me, I'm shading my soul from the world.

Protecting my secrets.

For my eyes tell it all.

My fears, my complexes, the unwavering lust for danger and excitement.

My longing for connectedness.

My fluctuating need for space.

My deep regard for attention from lovely archers that seem to have impeccable aim,

Piercing deeply where wounds do not heal so easily.

Through my solo tread from one end of the city to the other, breathing in the air.

Crisp and flavorless.

Yet, it rejuvenates my body

As I exhale the tension and emotions from my mind that weigh me down.

Letting music guide me, myself and I...

Step after step freeing my mind.

 Conceptualizing all of the visuals around me.

I take nothing but my notebook and pen.