Trapped within internalization.

She took three spins
and her brain blurred
internally she turned
as outside of her
maintained its broken stature
on the third spin
her brain regained focus
and took her over
telling her a story
and she tried to regain herself
her focus on the external world
laughing with each picture
she had internalized
no her brain wasn’t feeding lies
her brain was re-sharing its own perspective.

What was I doing at the time?
Where was I?
Holding the camera
always holding the camera
the lenses rarely dry
and it changes a perspective
when most days the lens are coated of saline
the salt chips away at the lenses
and slowly deteriorates
and distorts reality
and in time I’ve forgotten
there was anyone else on the other side
always trapped within internalization
feeling hatred for perception
rather than perspective.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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