Europa's Space Of Poetry

3rd Moon’s the Charm*

The room is still on high frequency

-I’m awake, yet it feels like a dream

being embraced like that, was the definition of intimacy

-God knows, nothing is what it seem

I’m in anguish by the way things are conditioned

-As a woman , it’s hard not to display emotion

I get mad often, because, what happened to my choices and decisions

-Why can’t i just be the focus?