Broken Pieces

Something just broke inside me.

But there was no sound. No shatter.

I don't know if it hurts.

I feel too numb.

Too distant. Too lost. 

This looks like a dark box,

filled with sharp broken pieces.

Pieces that pierce my feet.

I am banging all the walls,

to find a door. 

A door that can lead me out of this.

To a place that doesn't

smell like a chemistry lab. 

To a place where there is sunshine

to keep me warm.

I keep trying for some time.

But it seems like there is no door.

Tired, I fell on the rugged mat.

And went to sleep.

Hoping to wake up in another place.

In a place where I can breathe.