Breaking Out by Levi Kyllo

Breaking Out

By Levi Kyllo

 

Thinking back on heartbreak, tears cease to fall

Mind failing, as well as the body, to

Express what the heart has been screaming out

For a while now. It’s breaking through, like the

Hulk busting out of quarantine, rage and anger

Fueling his strength, his fists ready to smash,

Heart nonexistent, until he relaxes.

 

He wants to be understood, not a puppet with strings.

Society is no longer his puppet-master,

Breaking free from this uniform of emotion he

Constantly hides behind. The curtains shading him,

Although comforting and sheltering, are

Torn down. He shows himself to the public,

 

Like a newborn being brought out to the car

After leaving the hospital, his first time

Experiencing the piercing sun, the

Burning of his eyes when caught looking too long,

This new, wonderful setting of emotion.

 

Vulnerable, yet free, wanting to explore

This new realm, he takes it upon himself

To write about the things that make him most

Happy. He does this for everything now,

Writing away, like the sunrise coming

Day after day. It pleases him to be

Here, he feels welcome to the touch of his paper and pencil.

 

This goes on for a while, but it’s not quite enough,

Human interaction is now his gateway drug.

Craving familiarity and touch,

He heads home to see his family, waiting

For him to speak of his emergence.