Isolation is bliss.
I feel myself pushing everyone away.
I didn't think too many people would notice.
A disappointing thing is that I was right.
My voice shrinks back,
away from all of the chatter chasing after me,
and into all of the things that I
can't talk about anymore.
I fear none of my past,
yet I'm terrified of anyone asking the wrong questions.
I know what it is for
the only thing to noice you are streetlights passing by you.
I've gotten to a point where
looking for middle ground,
I shrank below into myself.
Looking into a sky of stars,
I pretend that my soul is up there somewhere,
that one of those millions is me.
Human Dignity + Compassion = Peace.