Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The only thing that I hear is my heartbeat.
How much I would love for it to stop.
Literally stop.
During the crises I'm punching my head because, it's her who make me feel like this.
My sobs invade my room. I turn up the sound of my music so that no one can hear me crying and soobing.
That's eating me, I'm good and heathy and the crises drag me down again.
My entourage can't understand how much I'm bad in this moments.
I hope it would stop soon. Everything will stop.
