inept
the white noise
deafening
white noise
permanently crippling
my senses
I can’t stand
the pressure
anymore
caged inside
a glass retainer
pushing against
invisible walls
I feel
them
narrowing
my body strained
on a rack
tension pressing
against borders
too tight
or none
at all
the plain surface
cracks
functioning
cracks
disruption
becomes
visible
a blast
smashes
feigned wholeness
to genuine fragments
inept
but liberated
no more faking








The imagery with your poetry is stunning.
🖤
"inept
but liberated
no more faking"
I just saw this now. That's great.