Loner

Ever since he was a child, he was a loner always in a crowd but at his heart he was a lone wolf, watching and experiencing life as an outsider looking in. Feeling everything too deeply and not being able to help was the most terrifying to him. As a child, he was labelled as too sensitive and vivacious, he himself doesn’t understand that how can he be full of life yet so distant from it, people near and dear to him always confided in him and he like a sponge absorbed all of their pain and sufferings but not a single idea on how to help.

He doesn’t not remember when their sorrows became his and he started to look at an already distant world with disdain. He started hiding himself from the world, keeping everything within. Sometimes all he wanted to do was howl in the night as though the moon will see and hear the sorrow and grief behind his anguish. It was not like he was cut off from the world you would always see him in crowds, with friends admiring them how worldly they all seem. He heard their stories of hardships and struggles of their energetic lives and always felt a sigh of relief that somebody somewhere is living while he is merely passing through.

When he was alone you would always find him in the sanctuary of his room lost in thoughts, contemplating the things he was too afraid to share knowing that nobody will understand his point of view or how come he thinks the way he thinks eventually hiding himself from his own shadow. His mind was the playground to him where he would always be experimenting, forming views and reliving the conversations he never had the chance to share. He was not good at small talk but would be interested in deep issues and would always be available to those who need him but as for him he will remain a loner.

Inspiration for this post came from this picture from Pinterest.