im losing myself. i can feel the woman inside me quietly ransacking the inside of my brain, trying to find a weak spot so she can take off with the last bit of free will that i have left. i can feel the life draining from my body. i want to shriek and kick at her hands full of my life; but my limbs don’t move. i try to scream, but no sound comes out. anxiety begins to course through my bloodstream. i feel it pumping into my heart, up to my brain, leaving a blistering trail of agony behind it. please, i try to shout at her. i try to make her stay. “i’ve been gone for years, my love.” her voice sends goosebumps all over my body.