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Why is it that I only feel safe here, In hospitals, locked away from all my fears? Why is this my favorite place to retreat? Why is it only in places like this that I can feel complete?
I feel as if, if I let a tear drop my body would erratically shatter. To bite the bitterness away with coldness. To repress the said with utter and complete numbness. To shiver away the sense of alone. To drift off and never return.
You're the time taken up, I will never have enough. You're the words, flooding down, I see the ink, pouring out. You're the dreams I see at night, I can't explain this sense of "right."
The stability of mother’s love- may it cripple one so? That withdrawn parallel, intimate she: cause endless dream of a lover’s retreat.