When the world explodes
with hues of rainbows,
roars with fireworks of thunder.
I seek solitude.

When notifications multiply,
bad news seeps through the cracks of my screen,
when the vulnerability of the planet’s future is exposed.
I seek solitude.

When riots commence,
words become weapons,
humans lock horns to
prepare for combat.
I seek solitude.

When sombre shadows
conceal my inner glow,
threaten to tear down
the bridge of hope,
I have bled to build.
I seek solitude.

Solitude is my remedy,
my refuge to find silence,
to be still, in the midst of a hurricane. 
- EJ
©Emma-Jane Barlow, all words are my own.