Safe Space

January 30, 2020by Wanjiku J. Kiarie0

Is it safe really?

How safe is it?

So I look around

My eyes darting throughout the room

Studying each face

Noticing each misplaced and forced smile


I begin to untie the tights knots around my heart

My head goes off

Sirens wailing, begging me to stop

But my heart is bursting, it needs a release

So the head and heart war rages

The heart is winning and another knot is untied


My mouth follows the heart

It is open now and flowing as the heart pours

My eyes join the party and the tear ducts supply the gush

My head is still in resistance mode, still running the sirens

Then a laughter cuts through the flow between my heart and my mouth

A piercing comment follows the laughter


The recoiling is immediate

The back flow intuitive

The mind goes into overdrive, it is time for coping

The knots are getting tied even tighter this time

The tear ducts have not received the memo though, they are threatening a flood

Not now, not now, as the eyes shut and squeeze


The nose joins in for cover up

The hand fishes out an extension of the scarf

I must be catching a cold, the mouth half laughs half speaks

Mind is having a ‘I told you so’ moment with the heart

Body is going numb, led by the legs that are most needed now for escape

Mind goes into overdrive and marshals the entire being to leave


Safe space?

I do not think so.


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