All my Senses

Lying there.

Sheets spread out. Grabbing onto my legs.

Eyes Open. Eyelids glued to my skin.

Listening...

Silent Whispers.

Feet swishing.

Hands moving.

Legs carrying.

 

Memory. Remembering.

When I was scared.

When I was afraid.

 

I would hear these noises the same as now, but only before.

Running.

Hiding.

    Beneath the bed... Holding onto the posts with my soul.

    In the cabinet. Pressing my heart against the door. keeping All out.

    Behind my clothes. In my closet. My mind clinging to the walls.

Holding my breath.

Tears stinging my eyes.

 

Not Daring To Move. To Breath

Now as I lay on my bed. Memories Flood in.

Flashing thoughts. Deja Vu

 

When Can I move?

When Can I Breathe?

When Can I Come Out?