Lost In Thought Poem by Shirani Rajapakse

She stared out at the people passing on
the street before her. A myriad
of colours and shapes
wafted by, some hurrying some moving
slowly but all going somewhere.

She moved with them,

although her feet did not leave the space
she was in. She sat there staring out
but her mind was rushing faster
than the people on the street. Where was she
going? She wasn’t sure but knew she
wanted to get away from here. To be there;

somewhere, wherever. She didn’t hear

the door behind her creek open then softly
close. It always made those sounds.
She didn’t hear him speak,
call out to her as he shut the door. She
was far away, in a place he could not enter.

Not now. Not ever.