JustABird

escape

she huddles in a dark room, 

small, tight space,

finds comfort in the confines of suffocation,

her madness cannot escape if she shuts herself in.

she rocks back and forth,

something soothing about the motion, 

dancing to a song never heard,

a lullaby to trick her thoughts into making sense.

she squeezes her eyes shut,

it doesn't change the darkness

still, it surrounds her, crowds within her,

billowing through every nook and cranny of her soul.

here, in this tiny space

she finds an escape from the pressures of her life 

small snatches of moments 

a respite from the world that expects too much from her

now, if only there was a way to escape the chaos of her mind.

 

Comments1

  • MendedFences27

    "she rocks back and forth," I see an older woman, perhaps beset with dementia (alzheimers?). This is a sad tale, but the way you have written it brings a new light onto the subject. How others (family) are affected by it. Enjoyed your poem. - Phil A.



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