I think about lots of things. Overthinking. That's the word. But those overly minded thoughts are sometimes a sack of nothingness. One night, I thought about how would it be like to live in fear. Literally. And I decided to pour that thought into words.
She sank deeper and deeper as she looked at the window. Her eyes in terror though looking hollowly through the frames and the curtains that swung chaotically, hitting the window's thick glass. The room was void and silent, but it seemed to her that those yellow shades banged loudly, as if it tried to escape from its insipid presence. Her heartbeat raced subconsciously as the curtains swung faster when the wind greeted. As she anticipated, her whole body drowned in sweat, heaving deep and troubling sequence of breaths, counting them slowly. She raced with her own pulse while continuously breathing massively. Perpetuated in her own mind, her cheeks wet with tears as she quivered in her own shadows and her own words echoed in her vacant mind.
She didn't know what was happening. She didn't know what to do, trapped inside a bubble of perplexion. All she could do was stare at the window, laying in the horror of nothingness and insignificance. Behind the window, the evening sky gazed back at her, and stars peered down like old friends. The moon beamed at her, which made her feel anything but calm.
Bewildered, she traced back her steps of how she got into this mess. But again, the voices in her brain filled her with fear and despair, fogging clarity.
Panicked.
Lost.
Alone.
And so, she sank. Deeper and deeper, as her aggravating vague doubts crept higher onto her neck.
ps. If anyone's feeling troubled and not in a good state of mind, please talk to your loved ones. Speak up! I know you can do this! I believe in you<3
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short stories about feelings
Poetrythese are some short stories that i've been writing every time i get insomnia lmao. most of these stories are posted on my instagram page, @sameera_gia (whoops shameless plug ig). enjoy!
