Staring off into this empty space
with passing thoughts of mine,
speaking into the confines; and listening I believe,
into the place that echoes me—
a mixture of light and the shadowy,
but within this area is only me,
yet there is such—
a strong presence here within,
feeling it with my arms crossed,
and the airiness against my skin,
for what I see here—
is an opportunity,
for me to just let loose; and be abrasive,
well I could do that,
but I decided to choose calm and meaningful,
so I began to speak,
from a personal memory in mind,
for in this moment; this is my time,
to shine and unwind—
in such a way that surpassed,
anything before,
as I’m speaking in between metaphors—
breathing heavily in anticipation,
of the secluded situation—
stepping into the dark for a second,
then began to speak deeply,
then moved back into the light,
where I felt more than alright,
no nervousness or fright,
being in my bright mind; but totally out of sight,
while being here in this place,
as I hear the sounds of my voice,
echo the very words of my choice,
and for a moment; it seemed as if,
the space was filled up,
with words that bounced,
back and forth—
between the walls and my face,
spoke a direct question, but no answer back,
for that would’ve been crazy if so,
but I just know,
that not for one second,
did I feel alone,
and prone to settle in here,
both in the light and dark,
and in the words spoken then disappear,
a cherished time—
that was all mine,
to just flow and know,
with each word composed—
that this was my humble abode,
and a very quaint retreat,
As I—
stood still and moved about,
with motivated feet—
and not once felt out of reach—
for I thoroughly enjoyed,
being in the place that echoed,
And cared enough; to listen to me speak.
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