Cloak

I'm not trying to hide But the introvert in me Wishes for invisibility -Kel Dayheart

Ominous

A train whistle in the distance Rings out Piercing the silence With a warning sound -Kel Dayheart

Stop Light

A greenish, grey coats the sky  With ominous black clouds rolling in  If only the light would turn green  Maybe then I’d reach home before the storm  -Kel Dayheart

Inability

I haven't cried yet Which worries me How can you live Through such fear-induced worry Without a tear?   Maybe I really am broken -Kel Dayheart

Accidental

Feeling the wheels Beneath me slip No longer controlled   Adrenaline pumping As I endeavor Not to panic   It does not work -Kel Dayheart

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