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.