Homeless

alone, in the darkness the shadows swirled and jumped as if in celebration of the lone figures misery. alone, with no direction and destination in mind the figure stood transfixed. past and present events tumbled from the mind in fast rivulets of tears from a bottomless pit. the cold wind that howled echoed the figures heart there just was no peace. no streetlights, no people for once on this busy night not even the dogs barked the world has no time for grief. no resolutions were made as the figure finally moved on the last lights in the surrounding houses went of as if to signify a close to the chapter darkness and struggle had just intensified