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ONE SAFE PLACE
My nerves are shot,
The poison in my vains is seeping in
Im wide awake,
The rope tied around my legs keep me safe
Im breaking down,
The blood is flowing to my head
Im trying not to shake
The jacket confines me into one small place
I am the victim of torture from society
The ending to my dreams replaced by nightmares!!!
Right!!!!!!
400 Years Unsafe
Welcome to the world outside the bubble. Fear is a reality for many now - protests, plague, whatever that was in DC - lookng for calm again. We are not immune to death threat. Good visual poem.