away beyond their sight.
To lose the scent of all their fright.
I don't know why.
It just seems necessary.
To see the sky without them
stepping in to block my view.
To feel a breeze so fresh I know
it never passed through them.
Whole instead of sliced, dissected
by the way they always look at me.
Solitary, safe, protected.
Days like these are made to ease the pain.
I was too tense for far too long without a break.
Instead the breaking down was happening
inside of me each time they came to call.
Pulled into the depth of all their sorrows.
Wounded by the anger that they bared.
It's not as if they were that unaware.
Pounded with the weight of their dispair.
I'm better off without them, don't you see?
Locked away beyond their sight.
Seeking once again the light
? Michaelette ?
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