Paranoia
Whether I check the lock once.
Or three times.
They will still get in.
All I can do is stay inside.
And call my family ten times or so.
I feel tempted to retreat to the numbness…
My forcefield might be enough anyway…
But I have to lock the door in case they try to get in.
But I have to unlock the door in case they steal my family’s keys.
They are not safe out there.
I can not rest.
Until someone opens the door.
But it’s not going to be me.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2023
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