by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Jan 2013 420 Views 3 comments
How much more can I stand
Four grey walls surround me,
closing me in,
taking my breath away.
Sweat breaks out on my forehead,
my palms starting to feel clammy,
and I think that I am going to vomit.
Desperately I try to control myself.
I don't think that I can stand this much longer.
My mind screams at me 'get out of here,'
but the closed walls do not allow this.
Thankfully I hear 'fifth floor - Ladies wear,'
and the door opens.
closing me in,
taking my breath away.
Sweat breaks out on my forehead,
my palms starting to feel clammy,
and I think that I am going to vomit.
Desperately I try to control myself.
I don't think that I can stand this much longer.
My mind screams at me 'get out of here,'
but the closed walls do not allow this.
Thankfully I hear 'fifth floor - Ladies wear,'
and the door opens.
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Posted: Jan 2013
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