Wanderings in Blank Spaces

Standing here
this morning

Waiting
for something
I am quite unsure of

Wanderings in blank spaces
and
pondering upon
my undertakings

Maybe it’s death

For my loved ones
have left

But the tears
have since dried up

A scar
time
might never heal

Or maybe it’s love

For my heart
is warm

But the memories
still haunt

A permutation
I am yet
to comprehend

Perhaps,
it’s your
idealized notions of me

Notions inked on
my psyche
by your demands

Unconscious impressions
of what
I should have been

A jangling concept
for your
validation

So, here I stand today

Pickled
with this toxicity

Soured
by your
generalized measures

A purge
I have come
to divulge today

All,
from my wanderings
in blank spaces

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Tosin Adebayo

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I'm Tosin, creator of Stories & Poems, and I firmly believe no life is lived to its fullest without uncommon sprinkles of excellence, madness & passion.

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