Poetically Healing by Aaron Matthew Beharry

Streetlights flashing as you sped on the highway, my mind went places and wanted to explode.

Don’t look up to me, I have failed you and I am sorry.

I feel so alone in this beautiful, but scary world, where torture exists and love is forbidden.

I buried myself so deep in my thoughts, all alone with nowhere to go.

I’m still the same man that everyone knew, it’s just you.

Slowly I breathe to help save the trees from emitting oxygen for me to breathe.

I see you, a blurred face that approaches me in the mirror of the dark and dusty room.

I wish I can hug myself, all past, present and future.

It’s like the sun rose from the opposite direction, the moon drifted away, and the birds barked instead of tweeting.

We’re just a spectacle of dust compared to those who’ve lived on the earth before.

It’s like my dreams aren’t meant for reality at all.

The light of my future, my destiny.

In a world where lies devour my life, I am blinded, and cannot see the light.

Where is the key to the lock?

Taking a deep breath in and then slowly breathing out, I found myself in the front seat of your car.