It catches me by surprise...
Every. Single. Time.
Starting out small and sending tingles throughout my body.
The grasp... cold and rough.
Scratching at my chest,
Digging through my skin.
Finally, wrapping its hands around my throat and forcing its way into my mouth.
Holding my tongue captive.
My mind freezes and I'm suddenly unaware of my surroundings.
It's hard to breathe...
It's difficult to move.
I'm captured.
Why can't I fight it?
Why does it have so much control over me?
Why can't I escape?
The three haunting questions... making me dizzier by the second.
My soul is drowning...
Being sucked under the thick mud that has seeped into my life.
My hands shake...
My Skin tingles...
My Blood Runs Cold.
The grasp is around my heart and I feel as if I won't make it.
Tears stream down my cheeks as the Demons continue to taunt me.
Constantly reminding me that I'm not good enough.
My screams can't be heard because I am finally pulled under.
I'm Trapped.
I can't breathe....
And I don't know what to do anymore.
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