Pre-Seizure

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The air feels
strange;
It's too hot.
My tongue feels
numb-
slightly so-
and
there's a
throbbing.
It's like
a heartbeat.

There's a heaviness,
like a weight on
my
chest.
Stop it.
What do I do?
My heart
beats too fast.
Help.
My skin is too hot.
Is it going to
be bad this time?

My head twitches,
my neck
aches and jerks.
Stop it.
I want it gone.

My hands shake.
I need to fight it.
I'm stronger
than this,
than it,
if only I try...

My tongue throbs.
I type.
You won't win,
not this time.
Harder and harder
I fight.

I shake a bit.
It's slowing
but not
gone.
I turn on my side,
weary.

My head aches still
the shaking has stopped.
I'm tired.
I need a nap.

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