The bumping, the thumping, the knocking.
My feet must stay off the floor
The whispers, the sounds, the speakers
My ears must stay preoccupied
The flicker, the glide, the switch
My eyes must stay on the screen
The gust, the drag, the scratch
My skin must stay covered
The waft, the smells, the pungency
My nose must stay distracted
The pill
Oh...the pill
The pill, must stay contained
YOU ARE READING
Here I am
Random"Time will pass as a waterfall. Will you swim out, or flail under the stream?" •self harm •depression •anxiety •Eds •dysphoria
