Tuesday, April 27, 2010


Here it comes. The tight grip on my chest. I can't breathe. Everything is hollow. I am scared. So scared. I feel as though I will die but I don't even know why. There is no logic to this madness. I pull at my hair and I look around frantically. Looking for a retreat or some comfort...but there is none. It feels as though someone is stepping on my chest and that they are enjoying every cracking sound of my ribs. Sadistic. I am the sick one because there is nobody there. It is all in my mind and when I am running around screaming in my apartment, I don't recognize any of this. Nothing makes sense in my head, I am drowning. There is no helping hand so I have to learn to swim.

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