the deluded ones [#2]

you

march 27th, 2017

my head feels as if it will be burst at its seems. it's just so hard to breathe, do you know what i mean?

i am not alone, but why do i feel so alone?

everything feels as if it's crashing down to me, and my eyes are flooding and overflowing as if a thunderstorm has come, crying its woes in epic shouts.

except i cannot speak. everything is closing down, and i can't think. to have revealed such a secretive and personal thing to someone accidentally, why, how could i be so careless and idiotic?

breathing comes in gasps, but the panic and hatred come flooding in like the rapids near the falls. the cycle never ends, but wouldn't it be so much kinder if it did?

i c a n' t b r e a t h e.