i like this place

Here I'm free of burdens

of lies

of what we tell as the truth.

but is it, really?

Here they are scary, dangerous creatures

with talons that grasp and grip and pull us in the night

We have a right to our bodies

and I don't have to hide.

I want to stay, here, in this trauma-filled place

I don't want to know the world outside.

It isn't for my eyes to see

my ears to hear

I'm supposed to taste the freedom and want it

but I don't.

I want what I can see: your heartbeat, coming near.

I want what I can hear: your laugh, falling free.

I want to be trapped and caged in your arms

Decide for me

Should I, be free?