i go to sleep and my mind has other plans unable to rid itself from the chaos i wake up disturbed unsettled i feel unsafe and worried like I am searching like I’ve spent my whole life searching i wake up so eager to remove the layers of the night off of me i nearly jump out of my bed other times I lay there in some form of disbelief is something haunting me trying to tell me something should I be listening piecing together the bits and pieces I am able to take away masks body parts fragmented violence disheveled uncertainty a frenzy of panic never quiet a freeway of voices too many at once, too far away to articulate turning my bed into a pool of deep water the world is ending ghosts have taken over silent and unseen stay indoors keep to yourself unsure of the air strangers look stranger and more familiar i say keep your distance and we are the same afraid of one another and connected fear is contagious hold your breath you are holding your breath hold it hold it hold it it is all that is safe to hold
Poetry, Self Discovery, Inspiration, Travel