When you don’t feel belonged, you are isolated, lonely, and then the voices in the head become larger than life, and the fine line between the real and the perceived diminishes.
In the darkest hearth of my soulIt rears it’s ugly head againThis despondency of being differentBurning realms of lonelinessEngulf me in flamesI blister and bleedSweat, tears, ashesOf memories, lying heavyLike a coiled snake on my heart!
As a loner, I have difficulty in connecting with people. I am the one you will see sitting alone in the cafeteria reading something or the one who refuses to take a walk in the park because there is a book or a craft waiting at home. I have few friends and I just don’tContinue reading “The Introvert Gene”