This party

hits me like

a drug overdose

.

And this time,

I'm overwhelmed

and under

the carpets

.

Crawling away into

an unfilled space.

And hiding there.

.

Where my loneliness falls

in tears that footstep

across my arms:

.

No ghosts to comfort me,

No tracks to walk me home.


AN: first piece of poetry in a long long time. feedback? positive or negative. thanks