As Is The Hermit, poetry by John Patrick Robbins at Spillwords.com

As Is The Hermit

 As Is The Hermit

written by: John Patrick Robbins

 

Serenity is found in solitude.
Sunsets alone are a canvas of sadness and beauty.

Peace always comes at the sacrifice of the comforts of the presence of another.
I have known pain, but never once have I found it lessened by company.

A bottle lasts longer alone, as so does a meal when consumed by one.

I cannot afford the burden of another’s ego let alone their stomach.

I would rather drive myself crazy than Uber with another to my final destination.

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