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A Poem About Space — Misophonia
Aug 2, 2021
Everywhere
Everyone is everywhere
I can’t escape.
The noises…
Crunching
Chewing
Throat Clearing
Slamming
Breathing
Sneezing
Coughing
They are like screams
Screams that penetrate into my deepest evil.
Anger. Frustration. Wrath.
I can’t control myself anymore.
Who am I becoming?
Why can’t I just be normal?
*
The gift of space.
Space is silence
Space is peace
Space if relief
I am free again.
