I dig, deeper and deeper, as my heart twists and wrench. "Breathe," I told myself, but my mind's in a swirl and suddenly, I have lost all my senses. "No, just no! I need to feel, I need to love!" I cried out, in a plea, desperation strangling my voice. I choked on my spit and coughed violently, forcing it out of my oesophagus and into the sink. My face flushed, all red from brawling and coughing. Blood rushed to my head and dizziness struck me like a bullet, causing me to collapse to the floor. "Why, tell me why. Why am I just simply not good enough?" I sobbed as I crouched into a corner, wrapping my arms around my knees. I felt like a helpless newborn, unable to fend for myself. Life felt so brittle, so fragile, with a tip of a finger, it would simply smash into smithereens. "No, no, but I still love him, I love him, I love him." I whispered, softly for the angels to listen, as I fell temporarily under cover, safe from all those demons, till I open my eyes again.