Retreat.

Sometimes I need to take a step back, away from life, from the people in it because if I don't I might burst with all the feelings within me. I retreat, into the darkest room of my house. Sometimes I have music, sometimes I prefer to sit alone. Arms wrapped around folded legs. Thinking. Absorbing. Just breathing. Today I have my phone. Clicking away at the screen.  Wondering about all the things going on at the moment. I can hear my family. Loud as they are. In the kitchen baking a cake. Coffee cake. Kids playing outside. Running from the dog. Television turned to the news channel. And me. Separate. Solitary. In this dark space, where I hope no one will find me. Not yet.