My head digs silently into my arm,
I am controlled by the darkness that creeps around, forcing me to stay low and protected.
But my head soon lifts, progressively and out of the window I glare.
Until the light finally takes a hold of my eyes, caught in it’s natural brightness
my vision blurs, hazing my eyes over with a liquid poison.
Just water,
though I am not relieved, as it soaks slowly into my shirt,
now just a wet scar of my anguish.

My fingers grasp the side of my forehead, twitch a little and wriggle a little
Twisting my mind simultaneously
Across..
Then I stop dead
As my loud breathing continues at a furious pace, furthering my annoyance.
Only to see and extreme close up of my face gazing blindly into the reflection of the window.
My face, it touches, ever so softly.
Completely isolated I loose my balance and fall vulnerably into my arms again,
into the shadows,
admitting that my arms are completely detached from my shoulders
Unable to reach,
reach out of help.

04/03/2003