Dare to Discipline

I am afraid of asking for things and beyond this
I am afraid of the things I would ask for. I leave
the window open day and night so things that
come in can get back out.....I haunt this room
and how does one banish the ghost of
oneself? I strip the old posters, pictures, fantasies
from the walls. I am no longer small and afraid.
I listen to the strange soft sounds that
get through the screen at night, and it is easier
to listen to than the tapping at the glass
when I leave the window shut. Jay asked if I
might be hallucinating it but I am not.
I believe I am not. Will I drip back into
psychosis in this awful house? I am tired of
nightmares.