Panic

I met you again. My stomach dropped. It was full of dread. My lungs collapsed. My heart ceased to exist. Irrational thoughts swirled. An attack, triggered. No escape in sight.

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Stumbled

My feet are not staying on the path. My shoes are worn. I wanted to go left. So bad. But I tripped on a rock, fell forward, and rolled right. All these years, I was told to turn a certain way. When I stumbled, I fell away from that destination. And I have never felt…

I can still hear beyond the static.

I can still hear their voices. So loud. So loud. Calling. Crying. Screaming out to me. Every second grows harder. My desire is to listen. But. I can not let that happen. If I give in. I will. Fall. Back into that dark pit. Go around and around in circles. I do not want to…

Reaction

I have no response. I have no hopes. I have nothing to give. Nothing left to offer. What am I even doing with myself? What am I doing with myself? What is this mundane madness? There is no room left to react. Nothing left to do. What am I even doing with my life?  

Ideas

It came to me. In the dead of night. These little ideas. Snippets, rather. Not fully formed. Words that long to be written. The darkness wants to be expressed. My scars want to share their story. The desire to express it. Ideas on how. It all came to me. And the path is illuminated. That…