As music wafts softly through the room
I should be able to find peace.
But instead all that I find is an awkward hunger?

I hear an invitation from my memory
And though my hand strays for my phone,
I am held back by my fears of inadequacy.

I long for some amount of comfort
A human voice with some familiarity
Although this is such an awkward time
Who can I call?

Although it’s redundant to write,
I find myself alone.
Seeking some sort of peace in this night,
I feel as though my soul is broken.

But there is no one here to hear my plight.
I beg for someone to hear me,
Anyone, please take me from this nightly fear.

-Marie