BRIGHT LIGHTS DIM HEART

If I look hard enough

maybe I will find what is missing…

If I climb the face of all these buildings

and look in everyone’s windows

and see their lives staring back at me

maybe I will see who I want to be

Maybe if I try to find my perfect

Hideaway

with safe and sturdy walls to

hide me from the bombs of despair

and all the pain and sorrows than

my anxiety will fade and I will

be able to breathe for the first time

maybe…