A Room of Distractions with One Exit
I can be myself in this room. There’s more choice for me.
I can distract myself with nostalgic comforts or give into the thoughts that I push down everyday. I can humour the paranoia and relive the happy sad bittersweet memories or drown them all out equally.
The tiles make it easy to clean blood off the walls and floors; I have the freedom to do whatever I feel will help me, even if it’s violent and unethical and only helps for a split second.
I can stay forever or I can leave. I can do what I want.
© Claudia Deborah, 2022