Closing in

The wide spaces
that used to allow me to dance
now is filled with wary distrust
Its no longer a place to be.
The cool wind,
that swipes across my face
now a stale unbearable heat.
Its no longer a breeze.
The lovely voices
that used to greet my Fridays,
now is a muted echo
Its no longer heard, just silent.
The chukling laughter
that lights up my moments of madness
now just a distant smirk
Its just a sorrowful grief.