Chasing My Haven

I saw the flowers being showered on me, a stark contrast to the gloomy faces gazing at me. There was terror in my heart, confusion in my mind. It felt like not one of them could hear me shouting until my lungs hurt, not one of them could see me pounding my wrists until they started bleeding on the pale glass surface shrouding me. The glass, it was the only thing separating me from the outside world, I had to break free.
I had to break free from this glass coffin.