Losing Light
I clench my fists,
Close my eyes,
Scrunch my nose,
Before I faint
And become impervious
To the noisy background at hand.
Sick.
I’m sick;
Sick of all the limitations
And degradations put before me.
I feel like I’m drowning in a dark abyss
Created by those around me.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
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