SOLITUDE

I sat there in an edge of a seat of an overly packed train,

 trying to snatch forty winks,

to get away from the excruciating back pain I was going through. 

Dosed off sometime unknown,

a soft touch caressing through my face.

Woke up to see her standing by my side. 

I grabbed her hands,

Pressed my face into her soft, supple palm and sobbed out loud. 

She stroked my hair lovingly and whispered,

I am the only one who's there with everyone when they are down and depressed,

 Still dunno why everyone calls me a "Necromancer"

I Am "Solitude"!