u/KissNSprinkle

And all of a sudden the air around me feels heavy. My throat is closing up.
There’s thorns wrapped around my neck?
I want to swallow, but my throat is so dry it feels like it’s being cut.
I can’t breathe.
My face is wet? Why the fuck is my face wet?
I pick up my heavy hand, I touch my face. I’m numb.
My face doesn’t feel like mine.
The liquid… my tears.
The tears I cry, and cry, and cry. And keep on fucking crying.
Their mine?
A second goes by? Or is it an hour?
I don’t see anything though. I look down at the ground the same way I did when I was 5 years old getting berated by my mother.
That’s all I see.
I’m too ashamed to look up.
I’m too ashamed to know me for me. I’m too ashamed of who I have become.
And all I ever wanted to know was: why?

And all of a sudden the air around me feels heavy. My throat is closing up.
There’s thorns wrapped around my neck?
I want to swallow, but my throat is so dry it feels like it’s being cut.
I can’t breathe.
My face is wet? Why the fuck is my face wet?
I pick up my heavy hand, I touch my face. I’m numb.
My face doesn’t feel like mine.
The liquid… my tears.
The tears I cry, and cry, and cry. And keep on fucking crying.
Their mine?
A second goes by? Or is it an hour?
I don’t see anything though. I look down at the ground the same way I did when I was 5 years old getting berated by my mother.
That’s all I see.
I’m too ashamed to look up.
I’m too ashamed to know me for me. I’m too ashamed of who I have become.
And all I ever wanted to know was: why?