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Fear fed my focus on the unsettling questions, suggestions and thoughts which seemed to run like a film ever projecting // never ending. Fear fueled and seared uncertainty into my heart and threatened my ability to beat // to breathe correctly Soon my lungs were collapsing breath was decreasing which began to impair my vision I then started losing and missing the pitches of clear sounds Which now clearly suggested I was losing my hearing I could no longer smell the burning the thirst and yearning So tasteless and speechless I bitterly reached out for something near me yet struggled to touch it for the anxiety was consuming I found myself so incapacitated with worry and fear -for what it might unveil so quickly in a sense, I had lost all of my senses which ultimately led me down paths // peaks // planes // and valleys These innate abilities were stripped // ripped from my grip someone please find me // before I lose everything and find it all to be permanently a part of me...
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
I Sense This To Be Sense//Less