Precious Space

I had to leave because of

                the people,

                overwhelming people

                overbearing people…

 

                They were all watching,

and they were all waiting

and they were all mocking

and they were all hating…

 

                So I fled,

the beloved home, I fled!

that safety, I fled!

that warm security, I fled!

that comfort!

that solace!

                Indeed, I fled!...

 

                So here in the box,

here with thick walls and sound proofed door--

here my mind screams,

and

 

                no one knows,

and no one hears

and nothing is shown

and no one sees

and no one cares…

 

                In this box, at last I rest;

                Grounded again to try my best.

Author's Note

what'd you think?

Reviews

[eatme]

Wonderful. You sound like a broken telepath. For everyone else it is what they understand as normal social chemistry. When people can read it but not send it, they want to escape it.

[Siren]

social phobia leaves plenty opportunity for challenge and growth. (: i don't mind so much, though. I freak out, I get frustrated, and I make my peace with it. Life goes on.