It’s after a long time that I find myself in an awkward silence

The silence where everything seems to be holding together, but just a tiny nudge away from falling apart

The chants of Me, Myself and I, fading away in the background and I just have me and myself as my sole companion till death

Most say it’s a sign of being lonely, but I feel completely at home

Just the faith because, all I have, to depend upon, is me

Life teaching me the truth about people, money and time

All so intertwined, that they change one another in ways that they can’t recognised anymore

Money changing people and people changing the way they spend their time on and with you

Lessons learnt late, but I believe it’s all for the greater good

That I hear the chants of Me, Myself and I, a little louder again

P.S: Purely new to Reddit and been looking for a community of writers and poets.

I start of my first post in here with a very personal poem which I wrote in recent times having moved to a new distant land away from friends and family, broken relationships and people. Would love to hear on what people think about it and the areas I can grow as a writer.