The world looks safe from my window
Crouched low in the darkness of my room
No one sees me, invisible to all
Allowing only moonlight to know me
Sitting quietly, pen in hand
Capturing the emotions of the night
Imagining what it all must be like
Out there free to engage life
Memories emerge then dissolve inside
Lost times that can never be recovered
What went wrong?
What demons confine my spirit?
What fears keep me bound within these walls?
There are no answers to be found
Only here and now
Night after night
Alone
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
Alone but never forgotten!!
Love Tinka