It's weird when it first happens. You're sitting there enjoying your meal and listening to people talk, but the next second your mouth is dry and your chest tightens as the ball in the back of your throat sets in. You try to ignore it, but soon you can't focus. Your heartbeat rings in your ears, and the world is thrown into chaos. The chaos wreaks it's havoc behind your eyes, and in your stomach. You want it to stop. You need it to stop. Then as you fight every urge you have to cry, it stops. But just long enough for you to catch your breath....before it all starts again....
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Emotions of the Emotionally Unstable
PoetryEvery one of these tell a story about me. Every one of these convey emotions I've had. This is nothing more than a collection of memories and a place to hide away my emotions.
