BROKEN PSYCHE.

Woke up several times,

In the middle of the night

Breathless.

 

Couldn´t just be still.

Just me and my bent mind.

 

I remembered every nightmare.

I felt pain.

I felt fear.

 

I cracked my fingers.

My wrists were always tight.

My head hurt as if I had to scrape it off the ceiling.

 

My breathing was uneven and out of pace.

I knew,

I had to snap sooner or later.

 

I tried inhaling and exhaling deeply.

It felt like I was drowning.

 

I stood as everyone else walked back and forth.

And I had the urge to verbalize my pain.

Yet, I went by unnoticed.

 

My mind took a detour,

and left only my flesh.

 

Unable to resist,

I closed my eyes,

exhaled.

All over again.