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Itchy scritchy Creepy crawly Something in my skin. I pick and scratch to free Fictitious bugs that squirm within. Whump-a thump-a Thudd, thudd Pounding in my ears, Punctuating every sound with thrums like stabbing spears. Wiggle wobble Swoopy swirly Motion fills my eyes. Saturated, inundated, Stillness its disguise. Shaky shaky Twitch-a-twitchy Static in my limbs, ***** them tight together Til the chaos finally dims. In the quiet, darkest, smallest space I sit and reminisce Of back when just existing didn't make me feel like this.
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Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 6:17 PM UTC
for the title, just imagine a looped audio clip of nails screeching down a chalkboard
Itchy scritchy Creepy crawly Something in my skin. I pick and scratch to free Fictitious bugs that squirm within. Whump-a thump-a Thudd, thudd Pounding in my ears, Punctuating every sound with thrums like stabbing spears. Wiggle wobble Swoopy swirly Motion fills my eyes. Saturated, inundated, Stillness its disguise. Shaky shaky Twitch-a-twitchy Static in my limbs, ***** them tight together Til the chaos finally dims. In the quiet, darkest, smallest space I sit and reminisce Of back when just existing didn't make me feel like this.
the world is an overwhelming place
#hypersensitivity#panic#attack#overwhelmed#stop#please#thanks
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21/F/a liminal space
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 6:17 PM UTC
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