I’m contemplating the effects of these memories
the effects of these sounds and situations forever surrounding me.
I’m considering the boundaries and borders encircling my brain,
burdens as bombs exploding in the midst of my mind,
systems stifling my sanity
stealing every semblance of my common senses.
I’m sitting in the middle of my own silence
searching for a freedom that no society could present
longing for real liberty and a perpetually distant paradise.
I’m drowning again in useless memories
and a barrage of the irrelevant and unnecessary,
still searching for a freedom that I may never find,
devoured by a dream that I shouldn’t live with,
dwelling in an existence that I shouldn’t try to define…
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