so tense and
tight.
it
pulses throughout your entire being
cause or
reaction?
all i know is it comes at my
worst times. it's
thick as thieves
with its fraternal twin, de
pression.
together they steal every
ounce
of joy, happiness, and
spark. that knot is a black
hole.
sucking and pulling.
there is no escape. it
consumes you from the inside
out. emotion
courses through your veins
and you will shake
and shudder
from the heavy ache it
leaves.
you feel swollen, ready to
burst but you don't.
you want it to end,
but it doesn't. time
looms
seconds slowly tick
by.
nothing changes
except your
breathing. it quickens and you feel
extra sick. on and
on, that knot
growing tighter. and tighter. and
you almost wish that knot
went to a
noose around your
neck.
feeling hurts too much.
too much.
T O O M U C H.
can't make
sense of it. so
twisted and jumbled together.
so much confusion in
that know.
YOU ARE READING
Screaming
PuisiI fight the screaming, the fear, the embarrassing stupidity. I don't give in but. Sometimes it wins. Sometimes I lose who am I, I lose the ability to form to form to form sentences and thoughts wi which don't repeat the ability to form the ability...
