Post #5529

/confined/ in-out from-under the deep dark that i can't alter, bright colors of anger come out to yell. i am the space within two lengths of gossips and dark humor, the small distance between two fingers that yearn to die from each other's charge. i hold burdens of grudges that appear to soar in grins but sag in attitudes like null uncontrollable waters. i'm that confined space aligned in nothing, but torqued so tight my future remains bolted in numb emotions. i'm confined in unbreathable dark spaces of anger, where vain pursuits of struggle taste as silent as death. #amtupu_#poetry#review