the words
catch in my throat
and i feel a heavy force
tugging at my eyelids
forcing them down
and i feel my heart plummet
down to the floor
my head is pounding like my heart
my forehead is saturated with sweat
i have to claw at my own skin
to stop myself from screaming until i vomit
I WANT TO KNOW
when will i stop
feeling this way
YOU ARE READING
devoid. → stiles stilinski
Fanfictionhave you ever thought, how does stiles stilinski really feel? {poetry and short writing pieces on stiles' insanity of season 3b}
