Life can become confusing at times when you feel alone. You run your fingertips across the wall after a midnight dream. You stare out your back door wondering why life can feel this lonely. It doesn’t matter if you have someone next to you. The world can still feel so cold. I live in a world where people are selfish. This is a world where I can’t be myself. My heart aches and it makes me feel like my bones silently break. My tears fall from my eyes and the salt from my tears penetrate my skin, drying it out. How many more salted tears will fall?

Julicia Salvatore