Being Alone

 

Aren't you scared of
Being Alone
They ask
They worry
They doubt
But never believe me
When I reply
No, I'm not
I'm rather scared of
not being scared of
Being Alone
I used to think
I would be one day
But I was not
Instead, I was ecstatic
It felt so comfortable
And natural
As if all this while
I was wearing someone
else's clothes
And Finally !!
Finally, I can strip myself naked
And be face to face
with my soul
I can feel all of my emotions
Drown in each one of them
Without being a burden
I can sing and dance
And scream and cry
Lie flat on the floor
And imagine how I'd die
I can be weird and creepy
And gloomy and happy
I wake up with the sun
Listen to the birds
Then listen to my whistle
That I recently learned
I make my bed
Everything is at its place
Neat And Clean
Then I'd sit on the chair
Interview my past and my future
Both stupid dictators
Who whisper
My unknown truths and
My dark secrets
That fills me with disgust
And my whole existence
seems absurd
Then I throw
questions in the air
Hoping someone might answer
Someone out there
Who's supposed to be

Oh! Aren't you scared of
Being Alone
They ask
They worry
They doubt
But thinking about it
Perhaps I am
or Perhaps I am not
For Solitude is a drug
Once you've tasted it
You want it more
The more you have it
The less you wanna share
Someone else's presence
Becomes hard to bear
It is loud and heavy and suffocating
And it gets funnier
Humans
They amaze you
You despise them
They disgust you
You love them
You need them
But only for a while
Slowly, subtly
You start losing the ability
To be with someone

Aren't you scared of
Being Alone
They ask
And I say
No, I'm not
Because am more scared of,
Being Alone,
Feeling Alone,
With Someone,
For the rest of my life