Post by colormecareless on Oct 5, 2014 22:43:25 GMT -5
Surrounded. Alone. On the outside you are calm, collected. On the inside, however, the demons are awake. You feel as though your brain is ripping in half. Your thoughts are so fast that even though you can't decipher them they terrify you. No one can truly understand your struggle to function on a daily basis. Your struggle to not break down and cry at any and everything. No, you do not seek death, for death is your biggest fear of all. You do not get that luxury. You are forced to sit in your anxiety without anyone to hold your hand. You are forced to sit in your anxiety without anyone to help. Because while a pat on the back may take your mind off the drumming in your head, it is just a taste of sanity, for you are stuck in an insane world.