Safety.
I sink deeper
into the cushions
as if the fabric
could hold the noise.
I try
to arrange my thoughts
into something quiet.
But it is only
my anxiety
tightening around me.
Inside
a scream
with nowhere to go.
Outside
I sit still
in the middle of the couch
as if it were protection.
Tomorrow
will find me.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 3:44 PM UTC
Safety.
I sink deeper
into the cushions
as if the fabric
could hold the noise.
I try
to arrange my thoughts
into something quiet.
But it is only
my anxiety
tightening around me.
Inside
a scream
with nowhere to go.
Outside
I sit still
in the middle of the couch
as if it were protection.
Tomorrow
will find me.