12:34
It's dark.
I'm alone.
Maybe I like it.
All I hear is my heartbeat in my ears.
It's fast.
My chest hurts.
Happens a lot.
It's quiet.
But not to quiet.
I can hear my own thoughts.
They're not as bad this time.
Just have to kind reminding myself of my appointment I have soon.
I know I need help.
I finally have help.
People are looking out for me that understand.
I have someone to talk to now.
Headache?
Of course.
Tear stains?
Not this time.
I'm not sad I think this time.
My breathing isn't right.
It's fast then slow.
Asthma?
I don't think so.
Hold on,
They're are better things to come
Hopefully.
YOU ARE READING
Wanderlust
Randomwanderlust (n.) the great desire to travel and rove about ~~~ A book of my life essentially. Highs and Lows enclosed.
