Emotional Space

I needed help

To move on,

And it was going

To take her time,

Interrupted her,

Even with warning.

And because ability

Has always been faulty,

Faultless as that is.

They injected anger

Into my habitat

My skin stung,

Without consumption.

And I wanted to scream,

How dare you!

I didn’t choose,

And I continue to pay.

Even in the fields of family love.

But, I slowly saw

the sides and angles

Of her words

hanging in the shadows

Of her own life.

Within half an hour,

I let go.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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