seclusion is what distinguishes my state of being
my say no longer accompanies me of my sayings
An unconditional separation exists in the prevailing state of being
that highlights the contrast in the world of breathing
and the world of my immortality

I am no longer unhurt
severely soiled from the rationale of my reality
an hour tenancy in loneliness decays the moments of tranquility
that defines the grief and suffering
and the aftermath of severe misery

I have missed the ego of yesterday
residing in down earth with deficiency and limited ambitions
a moment of thought and despair laughs at my inability
that concerns me of resurrection
and the fallout is so shaky