White Walled

A soft buzzing is heard from the ceiling lights above her
The tile is cold pressed beneath her.
Scratching at her chest, clawing, scratching, digging at her chest
redness skin bleeding exposing her ribs
breaking them snapping them
opening them wide.
her heart pumping wildly she tears it out and hurls it at the white tiled wall
the tile smashes into pieces on impact.
tears streaming down her face in frustration, agony.
she looks down at her empty chest sobbing.
hands covered in blood. skin under her nails.
she screams.
her body falls back to the checkered white and black tile.
this place is familiar.
body motionless except a few twitches in a finger or two.
eyes open.
unfocused on the bright white flickering ceiling light.