And then i get scared.
Shivers run down my spine.
I can't stop shaking.
And then i get nervous.
What if he comes in here?
What if he gets mad again?
And then i get sad.
And remember what has happened.
All the awful things that have happened.
And then i become distressed.
And worried.
And...
A pounding on the door.
I must hide.
Must get out.
Run away.
And then trembles rock through my body.
And i pull the cover over my head.
Wrap myself into a ball,
a cocoon.
And then a sliver of light
brightens my room.
And then i freeze.
All feeling in me gone.
And then
the sliver gets bigger.
and the man slips in.
The room begins to reek.
Beer.
Drugs.
Depression.
Anger.
And then I'm gone.
I drift away...to my happy place.
And then i'm gone.
