Midnight Repercussions

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I sit in bed,

and feel my heart break into a million pieces.

My chest feels heavy, and my shoulders feel like a burden is on them.

It's only midnight.

I watch the clock,

intently,

12:01 

tick

12:02

tock

Every minute seems like eternity.

Tears slowly drip down my face and my neck.

I can hear my pulse,

and feel the adrenaline and blood rush through me.

I gasp,

fighting for air.

My nightmarish demons are racking my brain like a prisoner in a jail cell,

desperately wanting to get out.

Stress, Anxiety, Envy, and Depression are their names.

They constantly try to resurface,

even though I've buried them under all my fake smiles.

Suddenly,

I break.

My demons burst out like the undead coming out of the grave.

They run rampage in my brain, unleashing all my malicious thoughts and memories.

A siren goes off, but only I can hear it.

The sound fills my ears, and becomes unbearable.

CALM

my brain screams,

but I can't.

PANIC 

Now my whole body is shaking,

my heart beats faster

and faster

and faster.

I've got my arms wrapped around myself,

and my knees up against my chest.

I rock myself back and forth.

It's the calm after the storm,

but I still feel the repercussions.







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