The Room Inside

     I have a room filled with all the pain from my past and present.  The scars inside are deep, the hurt overbearing.

     Sometimes I have to retrieve something from that room and I'm afraid to open the door, so I slam it shut hard when I am finished.

     I have discovered a way to dump more pain into the room without having to face the terrors inside me.  The room has become so full of aching that it cannot contain itself and it bursts through to scars outside.

     One day, I will clean the room.  I will open the door and face the demons who live inside.  I am afraid that I won't be strong enough and the demons will overtake me.

     So, for now, I sit against the door, using all my might to keep it shut.

I hope only to survive.