Phantom in a Briefcase -
A rollover from yesterday, today was my limit.
I walked in my house getting met with someone holding the door closed, no replies, and faces of confusion.
As I walked into my safe space and seeing a familiar face I made eye contact as I reached over you,
another no reply.
I passed Forward more faces of confusion and no greetings.
A stranger in my own home.
I curled into my Second home and used its volume buttons to lock the doors and close the blinds,
but my anxiety had already cracked the ceiling.
A poke and confession from You saying I went unnoticed.
The carelessness of lines crossed and feelings of being broken, I slip back into my Cloak and fall back in love with the things I never noticed.