I laid then as I lay now
Staring with blank eyes
Frozen
Muscles too lethargic from fear and anxiety to move
An egg white ceiling
And tan carpet that smells of what was once a sanctuary
A home
A safe place
My, safe space
An innocent light stripped from my ribcage
Colors of pastel and rainbow vomit from my chest
My autonomy stolen
Traded for the pleasure of another
A heart made of Earth and Sun now decomposed
A cold and desolate sea of black
A rotten wasteland...