The Panic

I walk to the edges of the room of walls and I call out
but there's no answer
I speak louder and throw my arms
but there's no answer

Keys dangling from my fingertips, I run to the car through the panic
Music floods the driveway when I open the doors and climb in
The volume screams at me and I scream back, pushing the gas pedal to the floor with my bare and broken feet

I dare not lose, I dare not cry, I just drive
Turning my back on the harshness that eats me alive
Turning my back on the panic that is a result of your ignorance



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Drink Freely Hum

I drink
this moment in, like the much needed breath of air to my skin,
the unexpeted starts to change,
and your eyes to the world see what you never opened your eyes to see before.
The warm, sweet taste of honey steals my thoughts away
as it trickles through my mouth
warming my stomach and giving me a sense of serenity that makes me close my eyes.
and hum.
The rain falls down outside but I lose no tears from my eyes this time.
My arms carry myself
Swaying my smiles from side to side like a child living in a lullaby.
Trees with no leaves
patches of snow on the ground
and the hustling of voices blur my vision more clearly.
and I think to myself.
I am free.


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