The panic set in, for hours.
Breathing quickened, unhealthily.
Thoughts flitted back and forth.
Dangerous desires flooded.
She was decaying away.
But eyes passed over, never seeing
A thing.
Instead, she slipped by,
Unseen.
Unnoticed.
Invisible.
Until she was.
A touch on the back, and a compliment.
Then warmth outside.
Escape from a smothering cage.
Home to absence,
Yet to presence.
Phone calls from the past stole her,
And returned her to the present.
Yet, she still hid away.