Once again, I shut myself in. As the weakling that I am, I cannot bring myself to fight back or even to open my mouth. I just want to drown, I want to cover myself up, I want to be alone.
The air that I breath is filled with poison. I let it all in. My hands lay beside me, my eyes are closed. What a useless person I am. I cannot even defend myself.
I don’t understand what you’re saying behind that closed door. I don’t want to hear you. I don’t recognize your voice.
Go away, leave me here in my sick, sad little world.
Writing, Reading, Living, but mostly Hiding 