Walking down the sidewalk
millions of people around
lost in my own little bubble
pulling in
drawing in
making myself small of notice.
I am not worthy
I am not allowed
to have the beauty
to have the love of life that all others carry.
Time
more time has proven me right
that I falter and fall
tears slashing my face
as I howl with pain
with rage
with despair.
As I lay here
mouth wrenched in silent scream
all who pass by
cast a cursory glance
before moving on.
Aug. 21/19