Hyperventilating In Open Space Poem by Violet Warren

there is nothing you can do to save yourself
this union has become more than just communication
these convictions you uphold
have been betrayed by the breathe on your lips
why do we always hide when the bombs fall?

this compromise has left me empty handed
tongue tied and deflated
is it fair to ask for once
that everyone could just look past
and forget the things you once were?

this party has been crashed more than twice
and still no one has spoken a word
it's impressive to me, the human ability
to ignore the obvious
compromise is strictly wicked
there is no stepping around it
the blood on my hands screams
because i'm lost in my silence

my advice is like poison to my own ears
these transgressions wrap me in their grip
silencing my breathing, haltering my life
the serpent is more than real
sucking the truth out of me
and I stand withered and broken
but still I can see
that as it stands, between me and my breathlessness
there must be something truly wrong with me