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Feb 2014
Numb blue fingertips
Bulging red'n'blue viens threatning to burst'n'break.

Aching heavy constricted chest
Lungs refusing to operate,
Brain refusing to communicate.

Her voice buried
Her screams are silent ones trapped from within
Never leaving past...
Her pale..pale lips.

Suffocating and claustrophobic beneath her skin
Cold prickly beads of sweat roll down her neck,
She continues to shake uncontrollably,
The walls of her room are closing in,
Crushing her every limb.

Her thoughts race wild,
Raging like a possessed fire.
Out-of-control-devouring-her-soul.

Weak with exhaustion at battling all emotions
She cannot break free.

She remains a prisoner of time
**A victim of her own mind.
Have you ever felt like you just can't breathe anymore?
And it just hurts so much, you feel like you're paralyzed beyond cure?
Screaming so loud but no words come out?
Haych
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Haych  Where the sunlight hits
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