It’s dark, no one else is present. My voice bounces off the four metal walls like the ball in an arcade machine. Frustration comes over me as I patiently wait for the lights to come on. No lights, no action, no movement. I start to bang on the walls, pushing the red call button, praying for a response, all I hear from the other end is static. I start to panic as I feel the air start to deplete. Anxiety rears its ugly head as I find myself screaming 😱 louder than a women in labor, hoping for a response. Finally, a voice comes over the loudspeaker apologizing for the switching malfunction, telling me that I should be out in just a few minutes. A sudden calmness comes over me and I find that although I’m still in darkness, I’m enjoying the space I’m in.
By Felina Silver Robinson
Published by Felina
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
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