Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I am only lost in it all, the feelings, so much that I cannot sense any single emotion, and so they assume I can't feel anything now. I feel so much that I block it off, out, away, danger, all of the emotions are danger to me. They are there, more threatening than any foe. I could be buried, I could be suffocated by them. I could drown. I am hiding, I am a coward to them.

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