Away From Urbanization
While sitting outside my cabin,
I couldn't help but stare at the dark sky above.
The bright stars twinkling about the darkness.
Throughout the high grass, the chirping crickets crept.
Occasionally, I would hear a cry from a beast of loneliness.
The everlasting quietness of peace,
would it ever cease?
Tonight, I am away from urbanization.
Tonight, I am away from sleepless nights
of the hustle and bustle of the urban night life.
Tonight is my night of relaxation,
while couples in the cities start fights,
unbecoming of the "man and wife."
The light snowfall becomes flurries
Etching away my skin.
Tonight, I have no worries,
As the urbanites commit mortal sin.
The twinkling stars begin to fade,
As the lonely beasts cease to serenade.
Tonight, I am away from urbanization.
My soul begins to feel elation,
As the peace surrounds me.
At last, I feel as though I'm free.
Free from the noise of cars honking,
For this peace, I have been longing.
Tonight, I am away from urbanization.
Away from the blinding neon lights,
Away from the ever growing population.
I share with myself my last rites.
This life of recluse I lived,
Was never loved by another.
It was my soul crying out,
Heard by no other.
With my last breath,
My soul welcomes death.
