linger

I linger there, in the curtains hiding from the explosion.

Violent outrage spewing out of his face.

Trembling as the fire blazed through the room, I saw the emotional carnage lay waste in his wake.

I retreated to another space in mind.

I fall hard and away.

It's always the secrets that makes me stay in that room.  

Caged by the guise of man in the moment of the need for normality, I waste there. 

Sweetest lullabies under her breath as she cleans and covers the mess.

How long can paper walls shield us from these seasons?