Changes

There is a period of alone-ness
In between the decision
To break free from old patterns
And move on to better choices

Wherein the person is like a ghost
Passing through people and places
Disconnected and unnoticed
Isolated, lonely, afraid

Yesterday, I put on a dress
And went out in search of a few smiles
Just to be sure I was still there

Then I went home, to wait in silence
For this lonliness to pass