Imagine

Imagine being alone
Here
In this room
All on your own
No hope
No one will appear
No expectations
The door won’t creak
Resigned
Ready
Aware
Of the quiet
Of the unspoken whisper
Of the unbroken peace
Of your own heartbeat
The only sound
In your head
And the traffic underneath
The door untouched
Air unruffled
By breath, smell, voice
Imagine
Being alone
Forsaken and forlorn
Would you still yearn for peace
Dream of quiet
Far away
Gone
Alone…

© 2017 Erna G.