Tangles of the Mind

welcome home

i finally separated my soul from another; although a slight weight feels has been taken off my shoulders.

i feel almost empty, a feeling grown to feel familiar, the scent of home.

it scares me though, not having a soul attached to my own; i'm afraid i may become addicted to the loneliness.

but maybe that's the problem, i become hooked on it months ago, after all, acceptance is the final stage...

i just hope no one realises, rehab never was a welcoming concept.

another smile will help mask it, no one knows the difference anymore; including me.