4 am

For the first In my own space, I’m lonely I can’t explain it, The way the rain creates a misty halo Around street lights- The type of warmth you want to share with somebody. For the first time I’m afraid to ride my horse into the unknown, it’s too high. I can’t see the ground, My grass safety blanket Holds me Chokes me I can’t tell the difference until I’m away a while But this feels too long.