sticks and stones-The Maybelline #BraveTogether

sticks and stones

I slowly walk down the hall. I keep my eyes glued to the floor and don't dare to look up. I have wandered through these halls more than I would've liked.  

I hear a strong gust of wind and duck just in time as the word ugly flies right over my head. I straighten myself up and return to looking at the floor. I jump just in time to avoid fat. The wind is coming from all sides. I jump, duck, and run doing everything I can to fight the words off.

The tears start to pool in my eyes as I start to feel surrounded. I don't feel safe here. The word stupid flies just in front of my nose, the wind causing me to fall backward. 

While I'm knocked down they advance on me. Before I can react the words fly into my ears. What I was hoping would not happen. The words are now in my head. I grab my ears trying to shield myself from the evil words others have put into me. 

The pain gets worse the voices get louder. The words echo around and around suffocating my thoughts. I fall to the ground. 

I roll around trying to force the words out of my mind. I have to fight them off I must. I push myself into a sitting position and try to stand but the words just get louder. I try again and the words get even louder. 

the voices start to merge and change. I feel the silent tears roll down my face and I struggle to hold in my sobs. 

a citizen walks past.

"Excuse me? are you ok?" they ask. I put on my best smile and laugh through the aching. 

"Yes I am fine," I tell them. The words anger at my lies and scream in my head louder than any noise I have ever heard. Yet I smile and hide my suffering not wanting to bore this person with my problems. 

The person walks away. I am left here alone with the words. The words spread through my brain leaving their mark as they go. The words poison all my good memories and thoughts. The words dimmer the lights and the urge to fight.

My body grows weak. The words grow stronger. The words are eating away at my happiness and every good thing I have ever felt. I feel the sadness start to seep in. I feel the world around me begin to feel cold and dark. I feel the world coming in and out of focus. I feel all the things I try not to feel.

The words bring out the worst in me the doubt, self-consciousness, and sadness. Robbing me of everything I love. 

I feel myself start to let go. My eyes almost close all the way when something catches my eye. A hand? It reaches down towards me and I grab it. It goes up and I go with it. The words are silenced and leave. free.