Somewhere In Brooklyn

11 - November 5

There it is again.

The strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. And it's not the good kind of feeling.

It's the kind of feeling that makes me want to throw up and cry for hours. I'm having a hard time breathing, my chest tightening, and my heart beating too fast. I think it's gonna explode any minute now. And I want it to. I want to, I want to, I want to. It hurts so bad. I keep on screaming so hard and loud that no one could ever hear. No one to come and save me.

It's like there's a black hole inside me, sucking up my entire being and leaving me empty. Leaving me always searching for something that would make complete.

But I don't think I could ever be whole again.

Not without her. And certainly not without you.