When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

i’m not your maze

look in the haze of your past

have you been through the ominous ?

settling in the sky

the portals of creativity?

never close

just comes and goes

like them

so why are we treated so different?

privately scrutinized

by eyes with no perception

or comprehension

of what it really means

to be human.

like you can buy it from a can

not this time

I’ll fly to the depths

of where I am

to salvage my parts

to restore what was stolen and lost

there’s no cost

for what I got and had

once upon a time

before the rape

before the abuse

before the stalking

I remember.

I’m choosing my religion.


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