I am petrified
the walls are closing in
I close my eyes
I open them
I bring in ragged breaths
as the room shrinks
close my eyes
and count
one...
two...
three...
I open them
try and stay calm
but it's too late
I can't escape fate
YOU ARE READING
Things I Never Said
PoesieA girl with a stack of notebooks; full of things never read never said.
