When my heart becomes
drained from voices
and sound, the anchor
of social interaction
crushing me into stone.
I go in search
of solitary exclusion
My ship sailing away
into the gray.
The night opens
for me.
My soul’s backbone
chilled by the wind.
fingerprints unseen.
I hide out under
a hard luck moon.
In those moments
I love no one.
I hate no one.
I’m indifferent
Lost in the stillness
The shadows follow me.
They write in pencil
taking notes in
a black journal
chronicling the sadness
that resides in me.
Something lingers
in the silence, a ghost,
an echo of compassion
creeping up and taking
possession of my bones
Eventually the stars
catch my eye
giving me a provocative
wink. Pointing their
celestial fingers at me.
Singing back
my lost lullaby.
reminding me the
universe can be
mysterious and grand.
Embracing me in humanity
Folding me back
into…
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