She walked alone
or so she thought
alone within the crowd
Her thoughts bristled at each touch
Her heart fluttered with her step
her rhythm a cadence
that others all danced to
in the shadow that she shared
they all wondered, and some cared
yet she saw no one
and felt nothing
the claustrophobia of solitude
as day gave way to night
she shed the world's garb
clothed insecurities clinging tight
a new shadow did she bare
and in the dark now void of light
the sheep did taunt her wakeful night
while insomnia beckoned like a lover
and betrayed her like before
her dreams her only refuge
haunting nightmares she embraced
her eyelids the screen
containing images much like life
seemingly seeing continued strife
fluttering with fear and trepidation
but when she felt, she was alive
so in darkness, binding blind
she happily wandered free of time
lost but in control, at least within her mind
and in the chaos she created
the sun saw not her soul
with subtle indifference
ignoring all the signs
she died alone, within a crowd
wrapped in her lovers arms.
