Leave

Sitting alone in a dark room. No windows, no light. One door, the only way out. In silence I sit alone at my desk. Scratching at myself, clawing my escape. Always alone in this room. No one disturbs me. No one hurts me. No one cares about me. My skin a sickening white. My lips pink and cracked. This and that strung about rhe room. My sactuary. But then a thunk on the door sent me bolting to the bed. No! "Whos there?" My voice cracked and barely audible for there was another thunk and the spiders scurried about. People walked in. I screamed. "GET OUT!! MY SPACE!! LEAVE!!" My screams echoed through the halls. I struggled and kicked to get out of there grasp. I ran, there hands crawling up my body. I ran out my room and into white. The hands liquified to blood and stain the pure space. This is your space now. No! I hate open places. It reminds me I am alone in my mind.