Behind the Glass

 For these past few years

Behind this glass

I have sat and stared

At the images that seem so clear

Are just distorted memories that appear

The shadows that I used to watch

Walk past me, like I'm not really here

The determined shadow, on the other side

Take no thought of those that hide

Whether it be out of fear

Or of some tear, that won't be seen

The glass welcomes all

It told me come one come all

I ran to its beck and c all

And have stayed ever since

Those that come for comfort

Do not realize the worth of others

For if I ever escape 

And see the face of an old friend

I will look at them with an unbroken smile

And forget what that dim room can do to oneself

(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson