the fumes ran out of me
it escaped like the morning breeze on a chilled day
i stare at the stars realizing the sun has set and i’m no longer in hiding
i smile in my head because why show emotions
why get stepped on for a sign of weakness
so i wait till the morning dew is no longer there
only the sound of crickets indicate the day is done
i breathe in the fumes and drift off
till the birds screech and the piercing light shines again