I have the ultimate fear that when I
would open my mouth people
would laugh at me,
people wouldn't believe me.
That if I were to close
my mouth forever,
it would never happen again.
But the body suffered more,
and swelled with confusion
bruised with the self-consciousness
feeling somewhat intruded.
I forgot how to express myself,
I forgot the normalcy
of a human being.
Forever, I thought we'd remain
encapsulated in our infinite
celestial bodies
until we'd wallow in our own
calm black holes or burst into beautiful
supernovas.
Time will come and time will tell.
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Elevation
PoetryA series of curious & personal poems about questions, doubts, and loveliness.