Try to smile, be polite. Blend in with the “ Normal crowd”.
Head spinning, heart racing.
One million whispers,they grow so very loud!
Pull into the driveway,hands shaking.
Shut off the engine, head is aching.
Where the hell are my house keys?!
Oh,here they are, in my hand.
I exhale, beginning to feel somewhat at ease.
With each new breath, my lungs expand.
I fumble with my keys,arguing with the lock and the door.
Finally,I step across the threshold,Thank God !
I’m safe inside my dwelling,at peace with myself once more