Dont say a word unless your pretty sure that you want it analyzed

[leah_04]

My feelings spoken through a friend:

My stomach drops.
I am back in my comfort zone.
Here I am untouchable.
On my knees.

"Is he praying?" some might ask.
"Is he tired?"
Then I stir.
Tears falling on the carpet.
( the carpet isnt important, the tears have fallen elsewhere as well)
I look up at Them.

I should feel embarassed,
but I am beyond that now.
The sheer exhaustion showing in my eyes.
My eyes.
How they shine.
Even in the dark;
a floating glimmer.

-Brandon Myers