i stare out onto the street
as cars drive by, their lights
ever so briefly illuminating me,
solitary, like a ghost.
i lean my forehead on the glass,
feel the night air invading
through a tiny crack,
and close my eyes.
i pull my feet up
and hug my knees,
wrapping a blanket around me
like armor, for security.
i refrain from inner thought,
of the pain residing there,
and instead gaze out the window,
easy to see through, unlike my heart.
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