I really couldn’t care less
about the time and day
the cool air or the
howling wolves.

I whisper to myself for
my personal
reassurance. It is
my right to feel comfort
and my way is my
own.

I walk alone all the time.
I have been used to the lonely vibe
since I was old enough to sense I was different.
All I need are the stars in the sky.
I’ll let them be my friends for now.

The strides I take
the paths I go
the pulse that beats after each step.
I don’t bother who will possible hurt me
while walking alone at night.

I can protect myself.
I am a strong courageous woman.
There is no suspicion to my nightly walk
I have no need
to approach anyone.
I can take care of myself
and this is how.

When people see me walk by and laugh at my ticks because
I may whisper, my eyes may roll, or
I tremble,
So what.
I’m walking to where you will never know.
My ticks are a small part of me
and maybe too big
for anyone to understand.
I walk alone for a reason.
So I
can be
the only witness of the strides I take.
My ticks
take some strides for me.
Just walking the humiliation
off and moving forward.
Be fair,
let them laugh, let them stare,
and let me walk alone.
I learned to like it
and I look forward to it
every night.