GHOST-FACE

Not wanting to talk or look at anyone,
I sat amongst myself,
and stared out the window
at the nightly world I was trapped in.
But all I could see was my ghostly reflection
staring vacantly back in return.

Even though sleep was the highlight of the day,
I didn’t want to go, I felt I was being punished.

I sat still in my silence,
and listened,
and thought,
and listened,
until I had to go to bed.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good post.