a cry
a shriek
a silent scream
a impulse to quit
you lay still, and alone on the floor
the darkness of the room seems to caress your ever so loud thoughts
shushing them into a peaceful plead
you start to rock
swaying your body to the beat of your steady slowing heart
your cold fingers twist and grip around your arms
hugging you like no one ever did
the ragged breaths start to emerge as panic sets in
pieces of hair begin to stick together, a cold sweat bonding them
this whole time your eyes are open
they are trained on the ceiling
you choke out a laugh
looking at the ups and downs the ceiling seems to take
moving as if it was the surface of water being disturbed by a little pebble
your vision is swimming
your mind is swimming
you are submerged
you
are
drowning