Note: this may be long and depressing
My warm head pressed against the metal stall
I waited as the time slowly became a slip away
I mourned my loss and all the worlds hate around me
My eyes shut, I whimpered and sobed
Nobody could hear my cries, they were slow and painful
The words would complete me, a protector of earth
And yet, how did it manage to break my barrier, I don't know
I would have never known the pain I had until the anger broke free
The hot air sucked my face as the door opened
I stood up and tiptoed on top of the toilet
They left and I slumped against the wall
My airways gave in and I collapsed
Down to the concrete floor where it would consume me
where it would devour my fear like a tasty snack
why didn't the words hold me
why did it let me go
Now, I am left in this lonely little box
waiting, hoping that my words can find me here
