schitzophrenia

when the rain starts to feel like a hammer in my face
thats when i know
when i know to run
to get away

when the wind creates a vortex
all around me
suctioning me
like im trapped in a jack in the box

when the hallways are not ending
and goddammit wheres the door
when the storm is no,not beckoning but screaming at me
when im being flooded
when the flashes of lightning throw crippled fingers that i do not know are branches on me
when i curl into myself, wrap myself
wrap myself
wrap myself inside, to keep the clowns away, to keep the claws away, they are trying to reach trying to get somethig out of me, they want to play.
when i dont know what is up and what is down
when i cant even hear my own screams over the winds
when i dont know what is happening
when
when when
when OH GOD!
....
Silence.





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