8 June 2014

I sit on my bed,

and stare out my window.

Watching everything pass me

as if time was late.

I let tears fall from swollen eyes,

down my cheeks, and in my lap.

Screaming silently,

as if I lost my voice.

I scream inside my head,

and feel nothing more of it.

I sit on my bed,

and stare out my window.

Wondering what could have been,

as if  to the rest of the world, I am a ghost.

No one sees me,

and I can not see myself...

and feel nothing more of it.

I sit on my bed,

and stare out my window.

Seeing clouds gather,

and it begins to storm.

Wanting something there,

as if I was alone.

But I am. I am alone.

And I feel nothing more of it.

©LJ

8 June 2014