Tales of the Asylum

The illuminating skyline,

Glowing in the distance like glimmering white stars.

Where the city lives on

Without me.

The small cemetery existing in solitude

Lit up by the window stars behind it

From the 2nd story window of this asylum.

'Fall risk' says the wrist of the stranger I share this space with.

She sobs through the early hours of the morning and stabs at her arm with a pencil

Begging to go home.

I don't sleep.

The door creaks open every 15 minutes

I always open my eyes and sit up.

Startled.

The sun rises and there's a knock at my door and a beautiful voice on the other side saying my name.

'Walk with me?'

I slip on my socks and join him in a stroll through the hallways.

Manic Rantings~