Words Aquiver. 🌸

So Much Depends.

So much depends upon
A cell that holds many like you
Occupied by an air of terror and anxiety
Which has a depressing greyish hue

So much depends upon
A single sheet of questions
And spaces that are waiting
To be filled with solutions

So much depends upon
The light purple polka dotted pen
That shivers and hesitates
To pass on the ink's burden

So much depends upon
The bluish black ink
That flows onto blank spaces
Trying to make projections with meaning

So much depends upon
The red ticking clock
That hangs on the pale wall
And knocks out your memory stock

So much depends upon
The trickling drops, that depict fret
Down a weary chaotic forehead
Making utter efforts to recollect

So much depends upon
The narrow dusty aisle
That leads to a doorway
Which anticipates your relieved smile

So much depends upon
The tiny trembling steps
That tread towards the door
Desperate to pass the doorsteps

So much depends upon
The confinement which is no more
And so much depends upon
Many confinements, yet to explore.

-S.T.

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