Secrets

Everything comes flooding back. Lights out. Under the watch of complete strangers. Colder than ever. Doesn't seem to matter. No. The memories don't bring warm thoughts. Not this time. I'll let the cold get to me. Until then. Until frustration decides to present itself. Until it gets worse. Worse for all to see. To judge. I know they will. I can see it in their stares. Their narrowed eyes. I'd tell them. I'm here. It's not okay. But. They're too far. Too busy. Behind too many layers. Off in their own world. As they should be.