SOLITUDE
SOLITUDE
I sat there in an edge of a seat of an overly packed train,
trying to snatch forty winks,
to get away from the excruciating back pain I was going through.
Dosed off sometime unknown,
a soft touch caressing through my face.
Woke up to see her standing by my side.
I grabbed her hands,
Pressed my face into her soft, supple palm and sobbed out loud.
She stroked my hair lovingly and whispered,
I am the only one who's there with everyone when they are down and depressed,
Still dunno why everyone calls me a "Necromancer"
I Am "Solitude"!