Words...

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I
Just
Don't get it.

I don't understand anymore.

I can't catch the words that my brain throws at me.

I am speechless.
My heart is thudding against my rib cage.
My mouth is as dry as the Sahara desert.

The ripples of nausea washes over me and I panic.

My panting doesn't help.
I need some more space.
A glass of water would be wasted.

Because nothing will ever calm me down.
You're just not around.
You left your mark on me.
You left me empty.

My tongue is wrapped around my throat.
I am struggling to breathe.

I struggling to form the words.

The words...you stole from me...

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