The urge to answer Nature's call came at the right time;
A penniless merchant I would be had I paid
Each time I confined myself to the four walls of the toilet.

Limited, limited space,
Brittle, brittle walls,
Temporary, temporary peace.

I must stay locked away
From the many things that haunt me;
The real world, the real people, reality itself.

In pain I am truly numb,
And without it I am in the throes of woe:
Am I sane? Or has she been playing tricks on me again?

My body feels relieved
But my heart is exhausted.
And my mind? It is absolutely terrified.

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