A Window (Into Me)

How loud do you scream

When it’s not loud enough

To crash walls, un-hinge doors

Or bring help from above

 

He’s not listening, just watching

Perhaps not really there

All that’s here is the human

Under his weighted stare

 

When comfort escapes you

None in your own skin

All that’s left is that window

And the light streaming in

~ by April on June 4, 2012.

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