breathe.
they say but don't they understand? my lungs are too full with anxiety from made up problems to make any room for air.
breathe.
i can't see anything: all i can see are spots in darkness. im so dizzy and i feel like im going to be sick but what do they care? this just means i have to stay longer and give them more money.
breathe.
my head feels as though its about to burst; oxygen stopped flowing (but now vomit is) and everyone makes room but how is this supposed to help?
breathe.
i hope that soon my body will lose all air an i cease to breathe so i finally never have to feel this way ever again.
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Spring Mountain Treatment Centre
Poetrydull faces glance out the windows; sitting with their sadness drooping their eyelids they perpetually stare out and away in search for better days.
