Alone

The night has become my dearest friend I can hide from prying eyes and loud rough knocks on my door i need no excuse to lie down as I pull my phone up close and put it on busy No explanation needed as i say my message on my Voivemail that i am unavailable and so i am ..to you and you and you For you do not know my problems..laughable to you but the mistake i made in coming here is very clear.. No choice you say,,that is right and for that reason i am And no other but you will not see me or hear from me or talk Just an occasional quote or picture to let you know I am alive Another cold night in a hot steamy room As i get bitten in my sleep and dread the morn and the knocks on the door..i shall not answer. Aug 2018