Ma Barrière Poem by Habzy Bèzay

'I lift up a rose with my two fingers by the stem, I smell it's scent and wait til the end. This moment has lingered for weeks, through the winter as it always repeats. As the sounds of nature serenades my ears, I tell myself 'It's okay to be near.' So as I contemplate to let myself out, I suddenly face another round and isolate myself here. Society is my barrier, not these four walls. It causes anxiety and builds up silently but lightly.

I like being being alone but doesn't mean I'm lonely. But that can be the case if only you've known. Don't be moaning because I'm not complaining. Because this is my zone and mostly where I belong. So as the clouds come together, it glooms the city. Crowds disappear and I think it's pretty. I head outside as it starts to rain. I feel so mellow and I can't explain. The sun sets on the skyline, shining colours so bright and this moment is just so right.' - H