Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Untitled (on purpose)

The feeling of the rush behind me
cool wind slightly brushing my skin
untouched
I am unnoticed

The roar of life below
passing me by
unaware of my existence
I am unseen

Judged by no one
my vulgar screams of self expression 
unheard
I am alone

Only the night at my side
silence no longer evades me
finally unbroken
I am free


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