A dark closet

For most people, 
solitude is that dark closet 
you were afraid to tiptoe into as a child, 
for fear that the boogeyman would be 
calmly waiting for you as a casket does its corpse – 
with pleasure and open arms. 
So ironically, 
the light becomes your salvation 
even before you’re able to reach it. 
And then, you grow older and light a 
cigarette to keep you company from 
the loneliness of your thoughts. 
Solitude is just a dark closet for most people, 
but for me its just another day. 
And sometimes I don’t know 
if thats a good thing or a bad thing.