I am alone
in a crowd of people
faces blend together
forming one solid scowl
...
the days seem longer
in these empty rooms
the noise from outside
filters in
...
the cracked mirror
reflects a distorted picture
crying eyes
and bloated stomach
...
it surrounds you
swallows you whole
like the starless sky
it obstructs your airway
...
stars blanket the sky
giving light to darkness
then burn out and die
...
the hour hand flutters
lucidly in the night
the moon hangs low
low enough to touch
...