This feeling of insanity

I shudder at the thought how this could be very entertaining.
this feeling of aloneness,
how I enjoy every bit of its seclusion from reality,
how I hate to think one could not be alone and enjoy loneliness,
how I despise the mere sight of accompaniment, that will spoil
the true nature of my being with myself
I know that once again I am home again,
in my true enlightenment

*as insane as it might sound, I love the insanity of it all*