Shutting the World Out

He'd suffered heartbreak,
Or had his mind twisted by book, talk or thought,
Reckoning he no longer needed the world,
He attempted to shut it out,
But who in truth even knows what it is,
Let alone outrun it.
He drew lines and curves,
Setting boundaries for himself and others,
Resisting human and excess material contact,
Was he happy or not?
Strange indeed are man's needs,
He wants people but prefers alone,
It is not a balance that he seeks,
He constantly craves the other when in one,
His inner turmoil kindled by himself,
He blames the outer world for it,
And the world, no matter how hard he tries,
Seeps in, like a heavy flood into a weak house.