Space Curtain

Edge of Humanity Magazine

1 year ago

I had been dreaming about loneliness
Alone in bed, alone in a room
I looked out the window through the parted space curtains
The night was unusually bright
Even though the moon barely hung on its peg
I laid awake with a thundering heart hard to calm
Nerves crawling up my spine
Hammering my mind
Jitters in a world gone mad
I recalled how I never fit in
Even directly after birth
I was placed in a corner
To mingle with the shadows on a blue wall
And it went from there
Always surrounded it seemed
Always trying to break free
From the shackles of the human condition
Always forced to fit
Into a place, a space
I did not belong
Always forced into the machine
Headfirst, fear first
Renditioned to be
Everything I never wanted to be
Why do we stunt the growth of artists and creators
For a lifeless, dead-end “opportunity”
Enslaved to a system that does not honor the heart and soul
The grandeur of life replaced by a worthless pursuit in a cube
The best of us derailed
To be alone in a world of billions
Left to find comfort in the veil of a space curtain
And a smattering of wishing stars