So heavy it would collapse a black hole
So empty it has filled itself
So focused and unyielding you'd swear it trained with Tibetan monks
So everlasting you'd swear I was born with it
An existence that spoke itself into existence
I feel it less when I'm alone
I feel it most in a crowd of people
Perhaps that's why I had to lock myself up
Imagine that
Imprisoned in a castle of my own creation?
I can't really say who's fault it was
Thus I couldn't tell you if it's my creation or not
It's been with me for so long I can't even recall a time when I was alone
Ahh how ironic
That I would crave being alone to cure my loneliness
This silence I crave