Inside MySelf

I am sitting here in this room for my protection. I ran in when the door opened. It is pitch black in here but I can hear people outside my door.

It is safe here and I came in willingly. I did not realize at the moment it could be permanent. But I am not sure if I should have cared.

What was important at the time was a safety. That we all run, run fool for your life. That was all that mattered to me at that time. Oh did I not mention. There are three of us here.

I sit the three of us in this dark safe room. Protected from all those around me. I was waiting for a bus when I thought I can not live another day here with all the attacks against us.

So I heard the door opening, I heard the creaking of the hinges. Saw the deep, deep stale darkness knowing if, when I entered this room we, I would become trapped. As I stood at the threshold of this room. I knew. I knew to enter was forever.

To stay outside of the room was no longer possible and there was no where else to find safety. Or so I hope is right. Could , we have stayed outside of the room?

I do not like to think I was wrong about my, our decision. I being in charge made this decision in all of our best interest. The others are weaker and events called for drastic measures.

The others may feel differently now but I have decided we will stay a bit longer in this room. To be frank I have always had the key to this room and the emergency it was created to combat; appeared.

Walking along the streets of my new city was suffocating and I felt like I was all alone but at the same time, not one moment of peace.

Surrounded by the constant stream of people I did not know or trusted. Who were these people always pulling at me always talking about me behind my back?

People I did not know and could not trust because they had one goal. My destruction. I would walk into a store and after I left the destroyer would walk in after me and pour honey-dipped lies into their ears.

My home has eyes for wallpaper. Windows for ears and lying tongues for carpet. Day in and day out, no escape until I found the room built for a time like this.

Life is short until you must spend your time in this room. I and others like me have created such places for ourselves and we have used them through time.

I am the strong one, not like the other two; weak and weaker is what I choose to call them. Easily lend into dangerous predicaments. Easily fooled and easily entertained.

I am in complete control and I do not intend to allow us to leave this room before I have decided it is safe to do so.

Well, of course I am not listening to the Doctors or any priests. Of course I know what is best for us. I am the mind of this body and the soul that inhabit it.

The body is weak and the soul strays repeatedly. The mind is strong and I know better than any Doctor or Preist when and how we shall come out of the safe room created by all my kind to keep my person safe and healthy.