Senses


I don't like the brightness of lights around For they cast long shadows within me


I don't like the loudness of the sounds I hear They drown my whispers within myself

And the icy spicy food that allures Pulls me away from real likes and dislikes that matter

The fragrances draw me like the charm And like a spell they weaken my bearings

My desire to touch things and be consumed in its sensation Gets in the way of allowing myself to feel touched by what's around me

My senses are like horses, all pulling me apart When all I want is, to stay, learn and grow from within

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