Confines Of Self Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding through deserts filled with a lonely emptiness that
takes me into a peaceful restless state of mind.

Standing back, watching as everyone passes me by, leaving
me to myself, while yet finding a place to settle into for
a while.

Stranded at times within the confines of self, afraid to
venture out, reminding me of another place back in child-
hood.

One where I was so shy and introverted, wanting to scream
when others got too close to me, yet staying quiet, not
wanting to bring attention to myself.

Preferring to be left alone, dwelling in thoughts private-
ly held inside, not wanting others to know them.