I don’t belong here…
Bathed in this artificial light
Of dazed and distant eyes
Overexposed orbs glow
Masked in the dead of night
I don’t belong here…
Bumping shoulders with
Everything I’m leaving behind
I don’t belong here…
In this rectangle-shaped world
Snapped, cropped, and framed
Crooked and blurry
Take one
Take two
Then ten
Don’t move this time
Take it again
I don’t belong here…
Captured and cursed
Standing by the exit
Alone
© Laura Weston 2023 All rights reserved.
Laura is a sensitive soul who believes in the healing power of writing. She writes as an act of self-care and to tap into a world that finds beauty in the subtle details, where we can invite the truths of our humanity to come to the surface and be seen.
Laura is an alcohol and emotional recovery life coach that helps people find freedom from alcohol and reconnect to the powerful messages found in their emotions.
