Sunday, November 1, 2015

Not an Excuse

Not an Excuse

Tied to a room
Locked in a box
Forced into silence
normalcy making us
Trapped.
Held captive by meaningless words
Rushed hellos and goodbyes
Stolen touches no longer gone unnoticed,
I miss hearing my name.
Held apart by time, and space, and convenience,
Endless schedules,
Homework,
Late bedtimes
Work,
Media,
Lack of privacy
Driving frustration
Feared humiliation.
Agitated turbulence.
I MISS HEARING MY NAME.
Unwilling to ask
Declare,
Describe,
Pester
Bother,
Nag,
Or disappoint.
Turned down,
Turned away,
Turned inside out.
Uncertain
Unsure
Undecided
Unfulfilled
Uneasy
Unwilling
Unable
I miss hearing my name.
Deceived by
A deity
Undecided
Divided
Filled with terror
Tumult
Tentative
Tested
Tormented
Torn
Twisted perception
Exception
But never redemption.
I miss hearing my name.
Walking alone
Spinning
Swirling
Dizzy
Disoriented
Disturbed
Lost
Lonely
Listless
Lustful
Longing
I.Miss.Hearing.My.Name.

Collided
Subsided
Resided
Overrided?
Provided?
Decided?
imisshearingmyname

In a whisper
Word
Laugh
Scream
Shout
Husky hush
Or flirty gush.
Tear stained sob
Or spoken aloud
I miss hearing my name.



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