Pour my heart out

At 2am under the rugs, deep beneath the layers of thick blanket, I lay down, I feel safe and warm from all the worldly chaos that’s going on outside this safe zone. I am scared I am terrified that if I leave I will be destroyed by society, family, lovers and friends. I am overwhelmed, the tears are on the surface but they refuse to fall.. if they fall I will break and if I break I will not return. This place is safe it doesn’t question me, my own insides have started to judge me, I want to talk, I want someone to listen, I want to pour my heart out, no one but my rugs have gone through the journey of despair up till now.

-Fatima