Locked out and alone; 
Nose pressed against the window. 
Shivering outside. 

Desperately dark;
She simply wants to belong. 
Shivering inside. 

How long lasts the night? 
She can no longer tell time. 
Her tears? Long frozen. 

Spare a thought for her; 
She's all of us, at some point: 
Praying for the dawn.


      1. You’re most kind: I’ve read that line over a couple of times, and it definitely feels more resonant than I noted myself when I first posted it. 🙂
        I’m really glad you appreciated it!

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  1. Struck a chord with me that one. She’s not asking for much really. I had to fill out a registration form for therapy today, one of the questions was ‘what do you hope to get out of this?’
    I just want to be happy.

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    1. Well I’m glad it resonated with you, Hans. 🙂 That registration form is indeed asking a difficult question to answer (in my view, at least!)
      And your honest answer? It’s touching in its simplicity, it really is.

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      1. Not to toot my own horn but I’ve been getting very good about being honest about my mental health lately. If I’m going to do this fixing me thing I better do it right.
        Glad you like my simplicity :p

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      2. Ah, that’s really good to hear: it might be a cliche, but ‘open and honest’ is what it’s all about — and that’s easier said than done, I think, as being honest isn’t always the most palatable option!
        Haha well “simplicity is the ultimate sophistication”, as Leonardo da Vinci reputedly said (though he would have said it in Italian, of course). 🙂

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  2. This is how I feel with my family…. like I’m looking in through a window. I can see them, even hear them… but not touch them. All I can do is look through the window.

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