Stealing Glances

by Tanya Shatseva

I want to live.
Believe me, I do.
There’s just this
massive barrier inside of me
separating me from the

It feels as if I’m
trapped in a dark, dank room;
Stealing glances of the world
through the tiny peepholes
of this crooked undying wall.

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