And then we whispered.
Was it fear? Was it fire?
Closing the eyes and shutting down.
Refuse to use, refuse to drown.

We are triggered,
Withdrawn in the waiting room.
Flooded with the silence,
Unspoken, imbalanced.

Here are misunderstandings,
Words without endings.
Stirred up, swallowed,
Skewed looks, walls narrowed.

Whereas the windows still open,
Not meant for only staring.
Blame it on us, shame on you,
Ascend through and shatter,