When you just feel like you need to throw up. Not physically. But emotionally.
Like you'd projectile ***** grief and self-hatred all over your walls but it won't come out.
Your throats closed up. You can barely breath and your vision is blurring.
Your heart pounds somewhere deep in the cavity of your chest, and with every pump it shakes your bones.
Your veins are filled with poison and your skin is fire.
Is this what dying feels like?