Addicted to You *Tracob*

Zxx.8

I woke up sobbing, in pain.

I physically hurt from not eating and I am mentally exhausted.

The voices in my head are so loud.

I cry as I stand in front of the metal door.

I slam my head against it as hard as I can.

I fall from the impact, but slowly get up again.

I slam my bloodied head into it forcefully three more times until a guard comes to the door and looks through the window.

I smash against it once more and my vision turns from red to black.