dwelling emotions

there are certain places that

scare me, I could never figure out why

always the places that are meant for

leaving

like parking garages

layers of empty, lifeless concrete

like elevators, metal and miniscule

like sides of a dirt road out

in the middle of nowhere

they are meant for coming

and going, never staying

and that terrifies me

the moment after a sunset starts dying

and fading into black

scares me

because they feel like endings

they feel like places for hopelessness

we flee from them without realizing

because no one wants to live in

what is meant to be empty and gone

I fear being stuck in the middle

forgotten and solitary

without moving forward

like an empty car garage

a broken elevator

a waning sunset

the silence between two songs

abandoned apartments with broken windows

the side of a dusty mountain road

the ugly alley behind a formal restaurant

empty fields

like being alone