Tuesday, September 6, 2011

finding something to do.

i am afraid of separation
i cannot be far from you,
yet i am being dragged by my torn sleeves.

i am afraid of the dark.
i can only feel the tremors under my bed,
yet the street lamps are broken and the stars are fading.

so what am i to do,
when the lights are off and no one is home?
i am all alone.

i cower from the noise.
it hits me like a siren, loud and unfocused.
yet it will not stop, it crowds my ears.

i cower from your judgement.
it locks me up like a cage in the basement,
yet you have thrown away the key.

so what do i do now,
when your judgement is as loud
as the ringing in my ears?