I tried to recall your voice
thin, somewhat nasal
a short vocal chord, maybe
I can visualize where your breath travels through the airway
as you speak
I was trapped in that very space
the ground where sins were scarlet, they say
repeatedly, I tried to keep myself sane
my internal self should stand
against all odds
yet I was afraid, timid
I froze
You were at the corner
corner of your comfort
I wondered
how much can beauty mesmerise one's senses
what can you access and retrieve from it
am I part of your collection
of bottles that you'd assemble and eventually
stamp on your sense of existence onto it
I am not beautiful like that
I refuse - but
I am all layered in within
I was reminded this much
triggered by this disparity
left overwhelm - caught off guard
you are my dear
engulfed by the mass
you were alone
a glare and a sharp pain resides
I stood right in front of you
I froze
one eighth of a second
I fled
were you already not there
I fled
shall I take you with me?
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