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Oct 2014
Simple characters floating in the mind with the complexities of a thousand words.
Dancing on my tongue.
The reasons.. the logic,
The fear.
There is uncertainty in the corners, in all the hiding places.
Insecurities.
Grievances.
Loneliness.
Deceptions.
Bluntly­, they jab in the dark. They twist the realities.. they twist the mind.
Love.. seeping through the skin.
A chance.
Dreams of warmth, of holding strong.
Hope.
It cuts its way through a forest so bleak.
Out of desperation, out of necessity.
Hand in hand.
Don't see it shatter.
I can't hold it back.
There is pain.. so much pain,
Unjustified pain.
And it kills me.
No logic.
Ripping apart my limbs.
Simple characters floating in the mind; without mercy they haunt the dreams.
Help me..help.. *my head is screaming!* It hurts.. *throwing my legs out madly, thrashing them against my will* Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. **** it! Stop it.. don't don't.. *my breath catching, forcing me forward coughing* Calm down.. please.. *coughing.. choking on my own saliva, gagging on it* Stop... oh God please help me.. *tears running down my cheeks as I struggle to breathe and not gag* Stop it! Idiot! *forcing my nails into my skin, my whole body rigid* What's wrong with you? Just knock it off.. what are you freaking out about? Stop. it. now. *tossing my head backwards until it makes contact with the wall.. again and again*

Panic has this magnificent way of consuming people alive (or so it may seem)
Mikaelyn White
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Mikaelyn White  In a city that once WAS
(In a city that once WAS)   
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   Juneau
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