The Need For Space

Poetry On Medium

I need space!

— A thought I thought secure

In the brain’s deepest crevice

Bursts forth as words.

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Silence prevails.

As the mind turns blank

And the heart gallops,

Eyes shut tight.

.

A deep breath first.

I force my eyes open

To look around

And seek a response.

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Their genes speak

Through identical expressions —

Of incomprehension,

Tinged with hurt.

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Mutely, they comply.

At last, there’s peace —

Not pure and white,

But sullied with guilt.