Close my eyes and take a breath.
Relax and see what I have left.
What's really the best.
I need to be in a comfort state.
A place where there is noone fake.
I need to be alone.
I need a crowd.
So I pick up the phone.
But I don't know the number.
So I sit and ponder.
Will I wait?
Or is it just too late.
I shed the lies from my eyes.
Hide what I know is in my mind.
Pretend that I am happy and content.
But really my stomach is bent.
There is so much I could say.
But I will wait another day.
I open my eyes and let out that breath.
I get a little lost from my own regret.
