insider

I look outside.. my trembling fingers..

I may be inside but I can still see my breath.

ever feel alone? even when people are around?

I'm hiding inside.

crying but it can't be defined.

my taste buds are scorched. I can't taste the wine anymore.

the lights are dim.. I'm dim as well.

I draw the line down your spine.. to see if you could feel too.

I guess not.