“Hermit Mode”

by Ashley Garcia

Each time I compel the energy to present myself to society with the intent to mingle,

I find myself infinitely regretful & horrified with humanity again.

The majority of the souls I encounter tend

to be of the most treacherous sort,

not in a sinister manner but melancholic-

lacking the ability to behold their own significance,

locked in a self imposed cage of low vibration.

Though on occasion, and only by pure luck, there are the very select ones you meet,

that sparkle and shine as the radiant beams of beautiful light that they are,

here to remind us of those fugacious moments and bonds worth cherishing and living for.

But mostly venturing out of my shadowy candle lit hideaway,

is not something I am keen to do unless it is to seek coin,

and even then…