That Classroom Window

The pavement is hidden

The black trees are broken

The sky is white linen

A caw from the crow and

It rises and falls

Fast and then slowed

It builds up a pressure

Deep in my bones

I’m slipping away

From all of this pain

To set myself free

I’d leave myself blinded

So much is left

Still so much to do

But when I go searching

I can’t seem to find it

Where have my hopes gone

Where are my dreams

I dream of realities

But they were once healing

My spirit departs

Slips from the windowsill

I close my eyes

And all is... still