desperate to be invisible
but the body betrays
as the rain pours from my eyes
want to blend in, blend away, melt away into the wall
instead the only option is to run away
from crowds from faces from people from names
hide among the dusty shelves
behind familiar pages
reluctantly leaving
wanting to run, to pound against the ground
but instead walking, slowly
afraid to be seen in the lamplight
see a face:
everywhere reminders of past failures
and inadequacies
and he does not meet my eyes
trying to keep the head held high
but sinking instead, wishing
the cool evening air could obscure me
could keep me from this madness
overtaking me
making my heart pound and my breath catch and my eyes pour forth with rain