Space

Space Chaos My space is intimate I can dance freely in my space My body rocking unruly Void of restrictions Sing loudly in it In the most amusing pitches My 4b hair can flare in my space No judgment nor shade I can embrace myself Naked and exposed Not afraid I can say things that others would deem deplorable Knowing that even God Had dark humor and adverse attributes That my space utterly inhabited And actively encouraged it It is my space that is needed to be tidy Not me So no You are not allowed in it Unless your demons are clean Space Order Our idea of new relations at times are trumped by the thoughts That we carry of fear And of the demons that we hide inside of ourselves We all carry them Not good nor bad Just inevitable But find someone that when the demons do visit As they do That they too get to know their music Their desires Their names And their ambitions Just as you had to Accepting you for you authentically That allows for genuine openness and transparency Making it easier to allow someone in your space Isolation and fear In various combinations can bring classes of depression and anxiety Taught by professors of understanding and wisdom Which can teach you far more Than joy and mirth ever will Or ever has