Mental Isolation Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

Come, friend
I've got this speak into your ears.
The beauty of glad 'n' sad I can't deter
Of what essence is life in solitude
(Which)My life is made of from infant?
Neither friend nor foe comes around
That one could merry with
Tell me, is this life?

Friend, don't mind seeing the oc
ea
n
from my eyes
It's worth it to so do
For life without friends is meaningless
I mean a life with friends of like mind
How often or soon
Will depression not set in?

I need help
Yeah, I need one
To know the root of this course.
Not that my act is bad
Or it's of will to be self prisoned
Help now for my head has lost clues.

Hear me dear friend
Think not of this.
From a time like this are inventors born
Even Jesus was in isolation till he was made manifest
Good friend
I'd like you sit down
To know what to make do of this
For us to celebrate with you
Think I'm saying think
Mental isolation is the gravest.
Break free, I say!