Fearings

I May Be Different From Height to floor...
But there's nothing you can do, as people have tried before, people to see, things to do,
just to hear yourself breathe and the whispers of
me and you,
far too dark to see,
where we lay there face to face speaking of secrets,
We are the people who watch the window...
for fears to want to come in and play,
but the sad thing is....for what is in the window..
it had nothing to say,
CLOWN!!!!...
& all you see is a fearing clown waving
& Smiling...
For knowing that you will not see light again...