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a tick of the clock
with an attempt to sync the shallow breaths
the crisp, white walls try to invite me but
they're lacking the human touch i desire
fast paced steps and a click
shuffling backwards on the deep burgundy bed
and soon the door swiftly opens
my new acquaintance is the lemon scent surrounding me
shut eyes, swallow the bile
i hesitate to look up
why do i smile
and ignore the construction site in my head
"severe..."
eyes blurred, dry throat closing
"anxiety"
pounding chest, ears flooding
"and depression"
i snap my wary head back up
only to stare intently at my mother
who responds with an innocent shrug
trembling hands reach for my mouth
as he drones on about medication
consultation
communication
one last deep breath with
"severe anxiety and depression"
10/24/17
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secret thoughts
Randomi have a journal that i just randomly write in and this is stuff from it i guess it can get pretty personal so proceed with caution
