Will Onubogu, “A Place of Solitude”

A place of solitude, Trees and bugs surround, Loss of hope not wanting life surround, Though I may be the cause of my own suffering, It changes nothing, In a place of solitude where birds chirp, Laughter eliminates around me, I sit on wooden bench that brings familiar feeling, The bench worn down by life around, The familiar resemblance of my heart, Funny thing is it seems I must be the issue as the pattern of friends and no longer friends is all too frequent, Perched on a bench by myself, Watching discourse I once enjoyed, Now I enjoy this place of solitude...

Will Onubogu ’22