She's curled up into a ball into he shape of a scream and on the inside she is lonely and scared on the outside she gasps for a breath every once in a while hoping that he will leave soon her back to him her back to the world she doesn't know that this is how she will grow old forcing everything away by turning her back on the obvious and blatant forcing a wall between her and the outside world a wall between her and the voices inside his hand on the back of her leg she tries unsuccessfully not to cringe she knows any reaction on her part and he will only stay longer but what do I want to get into this for? I don't. I don't want to deal with you right now.