When the sun goes down,

The screams in my head,

Grow louder and closer.

The shortness of my breath,

Increases with every step.

The watering of my eyes,

Is enough to fill the ocean,

That I feel I am drowning in.

The tightness in my chest,

Closes in on me.

The rapid beating of my heart,

Won’t slow down.

The shaking of my knees,

Makes me drop to the floor.

I don’t want to get up.                                      

This happens often.

My grip on reality loosens.

My head works against me.

I fear my mind,

I fear the thoughts,

I fear everything.

I’m restricted.

I can’t live my life.

The darkness of my mind,

Is something no one understands.

It controls me.