Don’t Leave Home

-Don’t Leave Home-
by Keaton Foster



Covers
Pulled
Over my head
Transparent
Between threads
Shapes shift
Darkness
Floods in
Somethings there
Squeezing
A pillow
Holding tight
A death grip
Grinding
My teeth
Oh how do
My gums bleed
I can’t sleep
Wider awake
My faculties
Indeed suffer
Drugs
Don’t help
Pills only lie
The truth
Must be
Without question
Faced
I know it well
I understand
That this
Can’t go on
That someday
I’ll die
Natural
Won’t be the cause
Brutal
Will be the method
A person like me
Knows
Understands
How to make a mess
There is fear inside
And terror outside
I can’t go
I just won’t
I’m safe here
Nowhere else
Covers
Pulled
Over my head
Transparent
Between threads
Shapes shift
Darkness
Floods in
Somethings there
Repeating
The steps
Absorbing
The mess
Taking it in
Creating fear
From this air
I see creatures
Beasts
Out there
Where I won’t go
Where I don’t know
As much as I wish
To get up
And face my fear
And battle
What’s not real
I just can’t
It is both
Impossible
And implausible
All that I hear
Kicking around
In my skull
In my chest
Is a voice
And it’s says
Time and again
Don’t leave home…



Don’t Leave Home
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015.