It's warm outside today.
The snow is melting.
I can't believe it.

A red car is passing by.
I can see it through
my window.

I'm watching for something.
For someone.
An answer to the quiet.
To the banging drums
of fear.
They hit me so hard.
Over and over
again.

Uncertainty is fierce.
A wild animal.
So near.
At my heals.
On my back.