introspection/reverie   written september 6, 2015

I am being

held together

by invisible strands

a fragile shell

held in place

by some glue i cannot see

is it really me

this wisp of blue

ready to explode

implode

erode all i imagine i might be

it’s hard to stay

still

just be

when all i want to do

is flee

the confines of my brain

this pain

brings dreams of flight

but it’s not a

pleasant reverie

this desire

to escape this now

this being

me