Welcome back everyone!
I have another poem to share with you all today. The best way I can describe it is it being my personal take on how crazy life has been lately, especially with the escalation of COVID-19 spreading and creating well, chaos. I’m sure a lot of us have felt life is more chaotic than usual at the moment, so maybe you’ll relate to this poem. I hope you enjoy, as always 🙂
it's a little odd to see my room spinning like this my sea-foam green walls appear to melt, as if they represent my insides. i've felt this way before, but never in my own home. it's scary when the place you've always gone to calm down isn't safe anymore. it's scarier when there's no particular reason that it's not "safe" and it just isn't. nowhere is. i press my tongue to the roof of my mouth; i squeeze the little fold of skin between my index finger and my thumb, hoping to relieve the pressure that i feel inside. the bleak, white light streams in. everything is still. just as the chaos began, it left. luckily, it didn't take me with it.
I hope you enjoyed this poem, and I would love to hear some feedback from you guys. I’m always down to have a conversation with some fellow writers! And of course, I hope you all are staying healthy and safe out there. Please make sure to take care of yourselves.