//Tension I do not alleviate so these words I do create.
I flicker
I burn
I stutter
I twist
I turn
I shift
I learn.
The direction
I cannot figure out
it's like a figure 8 flipped sideways
On the infinity highway,
I shift gears
hoping to reach the speed of light
How fast we go I feel no fright,
my bark is smaller than my bite
although I know I fear the light.
My hair is sparked by shadows reflected off the tree's bark.
in this box, you see me a rectangular border unnamed.
The wall is white the reflection is bright.
This black man does not wish to stand and fight.
Foreground emanating an overlapping background
As I blaze a siren in my heart from 2D I free thee.//
'Distorted Shell' //It is ok to incubate and in the same breath come out of that shell and share with the community. //
'Help'
// Everyone needs help especially in these situations we find ourselves in.
We are not alone
and no one should
fear to be vulnerable //