What has always lay beneath has now risen to the surface tearing these walls in its awakening.
Where a lifetime was spent cementing these walls, they were torn apart in a heartbeat
Heart beat. My heart beats, rattling it’s cage till it wonders when it’s cage will surrender before it
You ask me why I bind myself within this space I’ve drawn?
This circle is all I know
Remaining within this is all I’ve been shown
My world away from my own
I’ve held that stick and drawn this template
My only form of holding my own
“I think I’m losing my shit”
“Shit’s overrated. Lose it”
She found solace in her recluse
For the realms of this world offered nothing to her
Derek Walcott – Rest in peace
It’s a magical thing
When you start making sense to yourself