The clock ticks.
Once...
Twice...
Three times forever...
As my heart beats against its rhythm and I can't breathe.
I sit there crouching
As my body starts rocking on the bathroom floor
Begging....
help me...Please...PLEASE!!
But nothing comes out.
I feel the emotion rushing through me.
My head pounds to the sound of the clock,
Tick. Tick. Tick.
STOP!!...... make it stop. Make it stop.
Droplets of salty water form puddles in my lap.
The clock keeps ticking, a never ending song on a broken record player.
The pain cuts through my body
Trembling and holding onto the floor
like hanging on the edge of a cliff
As if it would save me.
The pain disappears
Slowly into nothing
Until all I feel is the deep void
That I created, that never disappears.
