Oxymoron

folded, knees against her chest,
leaning back on her pillow
in the tiny room, hers,
she finds comfort in
small spaces,
alone

panic
creeping in,
as she sits quietly
on the old couch, amidst
the constant, echoing chaos,
trapped; vulnerable, in the open

~photo credit http://www.express.co.uk

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