at least i’m safe inside my mind

hide and go

no seek

if nobody seeks you

are you ever found?

sometimes i sneak a peek

poke my head out from behind my walls

hm, i wonder. it’s been years

i look down at the floor

i am reflected in the trail of tears

“marco!” i call

“marco!” the emptiness echoes

i guess the game is over

and i never got the memo