I am at lost for words.
Even though I went in with a positive mind, and try not to stumble.
I was too weak.
I told myself, stand strong. Don’t let them get to you.
They still did.
“Weak” was all that went through my mind.
“I’m better off dead” were scenarios of mind were playing as I walked.
I thought that those days were over, of suicidal thoughts and black holes.
But she pushed me in. I let her get under my skin.
I haven’t felt like this for a damn long time.
I only tried to get things right. OCD OCD OCD.
My tongue taste like hot metal.
My heart slamming on my chest.
My body shaking uncontrollably.
I am afraid, scared and in pain.