Agoraphobia--#1-The fear of crowds, or leaving a safe place.
I have to leave the houseI cannot wait any longer
There are groceries I so desperately need
God, I hope no one will follow
I take a step outside, and then back inside my door
Why I can't I work up the courage
Just to make it across the floor
I drive down to the market
I find the farthest parking space
I already feel I cannot breathe
I walk inside, where do they keep the bread
It has been way too long
People crowding all around
Children laughing
I want to go home
I feel like choking
I cannot catch my breath
Some man just bumped into me
He scared me half to death
I don't want groceries that bad
I will get someone else to go
I rush out, get into my car
I am safe.
Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-07-30 at 08:48
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