Monday, January 14, 2008

22:46 on the street

Walking in the dark, with noises all around, and not a single soul in sight.

The hastened pace.

Glancing around to ensure alertness at any sudden movement. The wind blowing and the trees whispering. Crazy dance of the heart and quickened pace.

Staying in the light as best as possible, and treading the stairs with care. Darkness envelops with only the moonlight as a guide. Weak and pale.

The sight of familiar ground sooths the soul a little, bringing more courage. Breathing deep to increase confidence and of tricking self into belief that all is fine.

Unarmed and alone, careful not to awaken the unspoken.

Sound of hastened pace and irregular quick breathing. Tapping of the soles.


Finally a soul in sight. Familiarity, but with a sense of caution. Keeping a distance to ensure safety. As calming as it is to have an unknowing companion, one can never be too careful.

Sounds of oncoming traffic brings an added sense of the world so familiar with. Greater sense of security. No longer alone. Witnesses.

Finally home. Safe.

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