I hope that someday, you'll find
the courage to speak
at times that their eyes
begin to devour your desire
for comforting prospects
and aesthetic skyscapes—
at times that your mind
starts to remind you
that your tongue
is shackled
with hysterical thorns.
When you're all alone
with your afflictive walls,
I hope that someday, you'll have
the voice to scream
for the things
that you didn't longed
to hide at all.
—MLD | 12022020