What it Means to be Alone

There's a certain serenity in isolation.

I feel it standing on a secluded mountain peak

Feet threatening to slip on glacial ice

Gazing upon a ribbon of jagged cliffs beyond,

The great gray bones of the Earth.

Loneliness is pain, loneliness is power.

There is nobody that can help me

Yet nobody that can harm me here

Life, death, and everything in between

Rests in my hands, my feet, an inch of rubber tread.