Monday, March 14, 2011

Writing while on tranquilizers can result in interesting things

My body, shaking uncontrollably, struggles to focus. To stay awake.
I take a step and feel the unbalance taking over. What is wrong with me? Trying to make the situation better is only making it worse. I'm surrounded by people who care yet i just want them to leave me alone. The more they try to help the worse i feel.
I can't focus my eyes. Everything is blurry and moves in slow motion. I can't feel. Is it cold outside? Is there wind?
I see the sun shining. I see it brighten the world around me. I see the people enjoying it's warmth...but i sit here and feel nothing. I feel the ground shake underneath me. Do you feel it? No...you can't. The tremors are coming from within. My body's reaction to the chaos that is my life. I take a step and feel the earth tilt away from me. I'm struggling to make it to where i need to go. My throat closes up. Someone is choking me. I can feel their hands around my throat. It is hard to breathe. It hurts. But these hands around my neck, threatening the life i have worked so hard to stay a part of, don't belong to anyone but my own subconscious...

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