At midnight in the moonlight on the shore and waiting for the morning to rise from the sea, it's lonely and the waves that crash like crazy stockcars are noisy, I only want peace, here, miles from anywhere and anyone cacophony rules.

An anachronism?
I thought it was a spider.

I watch the light rise
shading my eyes
because it's bright,
the noise carries on
uncaring of me
and not lonely
among itself,

8:43 at the lifeguard station
and the lifeguard has gone
perhaps this was a railway station
in his previous life,
or could be
he's saving someone
but he can't save me,

the noise again distracts me
peace eludes me
the sea invites me
to wade in.

I cannot let people in
I cannot let you get through
I cannot take down these walls
I do not know what to do

I built these walls for a reason
Looking back it all makes sense
I learned not to share myself
Naive misguided self defense

Now I have outgrown this prison
I don't want to be alone
How can I convince myself
That I am worthy to be known?

This is an act of defiance
Walls can't stop me when I write
No doors here
But words are windows
Screaming out into the night