Saturday, 25 June 2016

Waiting room: Beep

It was cold
I remember walking in alone
While everyone else in numbers

Beep beep beep
My number called

I breathed in deeply
Closing my eyes
Before walking in

A knife under my neck
I could feel the tears welling
But not one escaped

I walked out
Wearing a smile
And no one knew I was hurting


Find out what happens next here! Waiting room: Only hope
This poem was featured //Poet- Justateddyberry//

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