it's sort of like
being a small child afraid of the dark
and anticipating bed time.
you know you are being ridiculous.
you know you shouldn't be afraid.
but you have scars.
and i am a baby again when i am there.
dependent
tiny
trapped
and so far away from everyone
so at the mercy of my emotions
at the mercy of
their emotions
so far away from anyone
to cry to
no where to run
few places to hide
this is psychological distress
and i am sending a distress signal
and i haven't even left yet
help.
