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Inside Out
My mind is unwell, I am unable to tell
if I'm getting worse before I get better or just worse in general. I can feel the blood pulsing in my arteries, pushed violently through my bloodstream by all this panic that ravages me. The night now seems uninviting and frightening and I'm afraid to face myself.
I want to cry out for help.
I want to scream.
Please, hear me.
Instead, I'm sitting silently,
Letting this brutally tear me apart from the
Inside out.