Sometimes my chest grows heavy, thinking about the past. Or when IT changed my life for the worst.
My anxiety goes high, and I begin to shake.
My eyes go numb, and gain a wet texture,,,more than normal.
And I find it hard to breathe.
I fear no oxygen getting into my body, what if I panic too much, what if one day I drown, what if one day someone else chokes me.
Every-time I touch my face I am reminded by the small holes implanted right above my cheeks.
That one day I could not breathe.
I want to be normal, for I will never be normal.
I was robbed of a normal child hood, and now robbed of my teenaged years.
Everything's so heavy, I just want to breathe.
