Locked In
Shoe prints, but no shoes.
I’m locked in.
I left my meds on the other side of that door.
I could have just brought them with me.
I could have finished my math homework.
I haven’t been in school for ten years now.
My teacher’s shoe prints, but no teacher.
I should have tried to look for her.
In this nightmare, I make wishes all the time.
But the stars are covered in slime.
I left my meds on the other side.
I think I may have died.
Shoe prints, but no shoes?
Thoughts can dissipate whenever I choose.
I think there’s something I should dispose of.
Worse than a piece of trash in a parking lot.
Shoe prints, but no shoes.
Just meds in that corner.
I’m locked in.
I know.
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