it's hard when the numbness starts to fade out, and the real world starts to hit me. dumping ice water of sanity over me; i'm drowning in fear of fate, what my future really holds. i can't force myself to breathe my chest tightens and i see white how do people face these things? what is it like to be sane? i've never really known not since what he did to me. that's why i can't live in sobriety, because the closer i am to sanity, i reach the height of my anxiety and i'm further out of control. sometimes i don't think i'll make it out, that i can't force myself to live because i lose my will a lot. so i try my best to keep myself insane because the last thing i want to be - is saved.