Solo.

I tried to sleep alone. I tried, I tried.
But i could not stand
The quiet discourse
with my self.
The to-ing and fro-ing
was enough to make me
tear out my own eyes
and feed them
to a carnivourous bird
that was standing nearby.

* * *
Most of all it is the fear
ontop of this fear
or underneath.

* * *
As much as i hate people
they give me
something
to turn my anger
and frustration
with myself
towards
away from me.