Foggy glass. Smudged prints.
Traffic. Stuck. Unmoving.
Eyes glance at faded signs.
Breath held. Tension mounts.
Worries, hidden, beneath calm.
Repeat. Repeat. Thoughts circle.
Hands wipe, clear, again.
Outside, distant, unreachable.
Signs tell stories, forgotten.
Silence, a friend, in chaos.
Hope waits, quietly, inside.
Let go, let go, softly.
Shadows fade, unseen, gone.
Acceptance, without reason, finds me.
In stillness, I breathe again.