Woodlawn

It replays everyday and every time I yell the warning, “please turn back!” Sometimes, I can see you in the shadows; I can hear you in the echoes. I can feel you in the darkness.  Sometimes, I can see you in the mirror. I can see you in my own eyes… and it scares me to think that somewhere… somehow… you’re not breathing, and I miss you.  And I will never be alone when I still see you in my dreams… a minute for each mile, please turn back… a lifetime for each second of broken glass.  Open, open, open up your eyes, and come back.