Flooded Rooms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Every aspiration, every expectation, every duty I must fulfill

They start as an empty room in my mind, harmless

I stand within

I stand and fight it as long as I can

Then the door locks

The walls start to lean in

Icy water stings my feet

I try to suppress the meaningless fear

But the water chills my legs, makes them weak

I try not to shake

I try not to disappoint

I try not to fail

The room starts flooding

The cold seizing my chest

I want to escape

I want to stop it

I want to do so much, but I can’t

Water reaches my throat

I forget how to swim, how to breathe

Only when the water floods my lungs

Only when I can stay trapped in that room no longer

Only when the fear has drowned me within

I let myself break on the outside, too

  Cry, shake, clench my fists

Resent my limitations, but realize they must be respected

In my mind, the walls fall, but all is not the same

I’m left sputtering and shivering

Still afraid of the nothings yet to come

Afraid to step into the next room

Only to go through anguish once more

Submitted: September 22, 2018

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