meltdown
I watched her crumble as she held onto her last bit of rationality
So this is how it feels; I have no control over my body
and I'm holding onto the toilet seat
because I feel like vomiting but I haven't eaten anything the whole day
I want to sleep it away
but my thoughts creep into my dreams as well
and I can't remember
how many times I actually went downstairs
to get a glass of water
and how many times I just imagined it
While it all feels so surreal
and I can't believe that the person
I'm looking at is me
