how many shapes in the darkness take form molding together into one shadow fumbling, i feel the walls around me guiding me. begrudgingly, i smile to my sorrow as it takes form in the darkness it's walls, guiding me.
I wake up to silence outside my window the sun shines through the early mist. i am alone. cold, a ghostly aurora that is my own presence lingers in this empty space cold, i am alone.
what am i feeling? i look through a misted glass my heart wants to escape eyes meet my own reflection who are you? ive seen your face before but i know you not night lights reflect in your eyes casting a melancholy glow are you looking for an escape too?