Excluded at every turn, doors locking as you approach.
Taunted by the laughter of life going on without you
unaware and unconcerned it's passing you by.
Every step a struggle, every breath unexpected.
Eventually looking inward only to find
it's you who has locked all the doors.
Staring in the mirror at a face you don't recognize
as your own.
I dreamt last night of running away
unable to stop because the farther I ran
the closer my demons came to overtaking my sanity.
I sit alone immersed in my thoughts
hoping to find a comfortable place within.
By chance some peace in knowing I faced my
own evolution and embraced all that changed
and all that remained the same.
RLT �2000
