I wake up in the morning full, I go to bed at night full. However this overwhelming feeling of full doesnt come from a substance that can be eaten, instead it is shoved down my throat. I won't sugar coat. I don't get a break from this feeling in my gut, it climbs up through my ribs and past my heart, reaching my brain where it stays. It tells me that I don't have room in my body for more because I already store to many closed doors. My mind is just a room full of doors leading to memories that i have locked away, trying to keep them in their grave. I feel caged, i can't eat anymore, if I do there won't be room for each closed door. My body is already processing more than it can handle, you add this material to the mix and all the memories I store find the keys to their door.
December 30, 2017