Untitled
Solitude found her
existing
depths of fear
overwhelm
Her door
opened toward
Raging panic
Trapped within
The walls of
her mind
unprepared to
see
freedom
living through
bloodshot eyes
she drifts
beyond
existence
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Aviva Rifka Bhandari
Thu 14th Jan 2021 22:25
I think it adds a duality of reading and meaning if you write it as 'unprepared / to see' rather than 'unprepared to / see'
I think it is an intriguing poem and I can understand why you are having difficulty titling it , but I look forward to see what you eventually decide to call it. Perhaps, 'Breaking Free'