We sneak out
It's 10PM
we sit, then we walk
we walk for hours
there's no difference between the stars
and the moon
I hold their hands
because I can
The fog scares me
because it can
we laugh, we dance.
we've walked a mile
we walk back
It's 12AM
the light dances off the lake
like we danced in the road
I stand in the water
the light dances our skin, too
we go into town
because we can
I put my head on his shoulder
because I can
my hands are cold
I feel alive here
The night feels like Autumn
The shoulder of a best friend feels like home
I'm draped in comfort and arms
armed
with hands and life
up in arms
up in the clouds
we all feel alive out here
where there is no difference between the stars
and the moon
I feel alive
I think I'm alive.

The distraction of an arm
a choke hold
strangling my wrist
strangling my words
without touching my throat or needing to speak
I hold onto my arms
like they might fly away from me
the distraction of an arm
my own arm - around my wrist
everyone is so tall
I'm an elf, tottering into a forest of giants
teetering around their toes
I'm in the way
I'll get hurt
but these are gentle giants
I know they are
I know they won't hurt me
but my arm doesn't get the message
I don't hear the message I tell myself
the distraction of my feet
one in front of the other
one
  in
    front
      of
        the
          other
it's all my eyes can see
I focus on my feet
as if I look away they'll run away from me
my feet take me where I need to go
so I need to go
home.