She sits in darkness,
Staring at the past.
She could almost live a moment again-
If she didn't try so hard.
If she tried to touch it,
She would fail to escape-
From the life she left behind
Without even realizing it.
Her needless anxiety to escape today
Is the only leash holding her
From the perfect world reflected
In her faceless gaze.
She'll rob herself tonight,
And blame the world tomorrow.
Her day before yesterday
seems so long ago.