The first appearance of the morning sun slept across the walls and sheets of my quiet room. Weightless dusts decorate the silence in frozen time.
Little does the world within this room know the chaos that’s inside me. I didn’t sleep, yet somehow the sheets have wrinkled through the night. The thoughts endlessly swirl around my mind in thunderous waves, yet the silence dances on around me. My heart sends bursts of murderous thuds through my chest, yet the sun sleeps perfectly in utter content. I’m in chaos and everything is in order.
She looks at people passing by
She wants to scream and shout
” I’m Alive”
But no one seems to care
This porcelain skin will not break
The shelf is the nearest home she will ever have
On the bottom says ” Limited Edition”
Like that would make any difference
"This love I want to feel it’s never going to happen
My reality stops me every time and loneliness is my only friend ” she though
Closing time is near maybe someone will take her home.