I don’t feel so good…
It feels like something is consuming me from the inside. My thoughts, eating away at me. I tried to quiet my mind. But the silence isn’t a better alternative.
It feels like like gravity’s pull got stronger. My feet, dragging behind me as I try to move forward. Stuck in bed, without an ounce of strength left in me.
It feels like I’m underwater, way deep where the pressure is unbearable. Any deeper and my body might succumb to the crushing weight of my subconscious.
It feels like I’m high in the clouds, where the air is thin and it’s hard to breathe. Gasping for sustenance yet my futile efforts do nothing to help my cause.
I want to be free. But at the same time I don’t. Help me. I want to help myself. I’m sorry. I keep making mistakes. I’m lost.