Alarm

urjalakhani

There is an outline

And I am coloring

The neatest drawing

is the finest

where no color

goes beyond

the boundaries


Continuous

This is continuous


alarm rings

and as you extend your hand

you realize that what you’re attempting

to mellow

is not the lifeless object

but the

life

within you

voices inside your head

that craves

existence

but you’re terrified

Going beyond the boundaries

losing

the comfort of conformity

Not doing

The things that are right

the things

people

praise

People…

where are they now?

as you lay

inside that tombstone

A last flicker of light

and you see

your hand

reaching for that alarm

But you’re caged

you were caged

and you never broke free.

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