Deep Breath (We All Burn The Same)

'Deep Breath (We All Burn The Same)' A5 Poem Print

they lock us in closets
with guilt in our pockets, 
the smell of shame on our shirts
and the price of change in our wallets,
packed side by side
we can’t even reach the deposits
so we can only spend time 
thinking overthinking 
overthinking in our minds,
am i the bird or the cage,
the fire or the flame,
you drag us to hell
but we all burn the same