No streetlight penetrating the double-paned glass from the outside tonight,
just a faint flicker, faltering
in the hollow of my chest
to illuminate the room.
Dim shadows cast are drawn with
menacing cartoon faces-
they laugh animatedly.
There is
so little light
when you are alone-
sometimes.
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
No streetlight penetrating the double-paned glass from the outside tonight,
just a faint flicker, faltering
in the hollow of my chest
to illuminate the room.
Dim shadows cast are drawn with
menacing cartoon faces-
they laugh animatedly.
There is
so little light
when you are alone-
sometimes.
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