Dangerous Happiness – Onie Maniego (Paper Drafts)

In these times, I feel better.

The unexpected seclusion is somewhat
One of my darkest dreams—
To breathe the scent of detachment.
To be separate. To be far.

There’s a vile joy in this solitude.
My soul giggles in dirty laughter—
Am I evil?

And the laughter continues.

Closed doors. Locked gates.
Guarded streets. Empty roads.
Aren’t those my friends?

Idle hours. Blank nights.
Empty hallways. Silent skies.

Keep me still for a little bit longer.
Let me savor the world in silence.
Slow waves. Whispering waves.
Come hide this little island.
This little island is me.

Photo by david henrichs on Unsplash
© 2020 Onie Maniego and The Paper Drafts

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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