Isolation

Finger prints on foggy glass
Which surrounds me...
In the isolation I created for myself...
To stay invisible...

And when apocalypse came
My isolation shattered into pieces
And the Me I was,
Was bare again.

The inside of me,
When it wanted to run away...
It couldn't find its home inside you,
So it ran away

And found isolation
In the crowded places of an old city,
In the lonely corners of an unfinished building
Into the windows that lead to nowhere
And under the doors that won't open.

The inside of me
Got lost in the crowd
And it lives
In the heart of the city now!