Waiting

In the darkness where I sit,

Surrounded by unrecognizable noises

With the stars above

N dirt below,

A lonely street with not a speck of light

With a car or two, rolling by

I gaze down its length,

Lost.

Those empty, shut windows

Looming overhead,

Like silent spectators in a theatre.

Overgrown weeds and scary trees

Line the sides

Leaning on the buildings, like pets

Ready to be unleashed

And thrash about on their master’s command.

They don’t scare me,

Not at all.

But in the loneliness they are my companions,

In a place, where darkness has no ends

N the lifeless are your mates,

Where, the world is cut off

And there’s only you...

Waiting...waiting..

Biding your time..

To break free.

~k~