Kristin Nicole RothDavis
Agoraphobia - Poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis
Something isn't right...
I look around, as if you're right next to me
with a frown I silently say 'I feel you tonight.'
anxiously, I arise from my chair and begin cleaning...
As I wipe the beads of perspiration, I inhale deeply.
In noticing the time, I exhale...
Pause - breathe - contemplate
'WHAT THE HELL! ' I scream.
I glare at the reflection in my screen door window
directly in the eyes...
realization sets in... that's my reflection.
Back to my chair, I sit...
In solitude, I feel so saddened and confused
restlessly, I grind my fingernail into my knee
piercing through, I come to a halt.
Mouth and eyes wide open...
I feel like someone's here... or are they coming?
With hands covering face, I hold back the tears...
I grip my hair tight...
'What's wrong with me? '...
10: 19 pm
Ah finally, I felt that everything was clear
In my chair, I sit with popcorn
It's the anniversary
since the last time I left this house
in total fear... I remain
(c) July 25th,2008 @ 9: 09pm
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