I’m sitting in the prime location,


A spot, where you can watch your world,

Another beginning, everything has paused,

You recognize the people in line,

The couple at the window,

The girl slouched in the corner over her laptop,

It’s natural, down to the macchiato on the table,

Everything that has past is still here,

I have a front row seat to the story of me,

Every cringe worthy moment on hand,

Hypnotizing, sending anxiety drones hurling,

A sound of unfamiliar cadence captures me

Just outside the window, beyond the haze,

The torturing repetition is encapsulating,

I need to swim through the stars,

Following the notes to a new scene,

Escape route unknown, my post has no more advantage,

My world has hit it’s climax,

But its a world that I have experienced,

I just need to take my coffee to go.


Filed under Poetry

3 responses to “Liberation

  1. Your poetry is just beautiful. Truly loved this one – and truly it feels like a part of me on your page. Heartfelt.

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