I sat it in the car, shadows consuming me they didn’t choke me, instead they lived inside me. I felt numb, my legs, my fingers, my whole body are choking for oxygen to enter my lungs, to ease my broken, shattered and mad heart. I am mad at everyone, I am mad at myself, I bit my short nails, I didn’t scream because the sound of me wanting oxygen was enough. I was mad and I am mad.