Alone

Alone:

She breathes slowly,
don't attract eyes,
keep it together,
as she says her good-byes.

Now miles away,
she sits in silence,
the thread starting to fray,
like the lost girl she is,
the tears run down,
she is useless.

Door cracks open,
she rushes for a smile,
people see she is coping.

She may put on a good show,
but she is still alone.

-kayla michelle berkey
2010