tonight
i feel
sad
and quiet.

alone
and
unheard.

i don't even know
why
except
that maybe
i am not listening
to myself.

impending birthday
looming.

wondering
what have i done?
what will i do?
who have i become?
where do i go
from here,
where is
here?

i ponder
and pause
and wonder...
quiet questions
pulsing
in my head.

pay no attention,
i'm sure it will pass...
a moment,
a thing,
a phase--a cycle.

i'll wait it out
with words.