Do you feel this?

The walls are closing in...

Can't breathe!Can't breathe!

What is the matter with me?

Just one little touch...

Just one little thought...and...

I can't see.but I see too much.

I can't hear.and yet I hear it all

I can't think.Oh please, make the bad thoughts stop...

Bad thoughts.

Bad thoughts.

Bad thoughts.

My skin

crawls.

I want to claw it all off.

I want to fall to the floor,

to writhe around,

but I can't, can I?

Normal people don't do that.

Sane people don't do that.

Sane.

Am I sane?

I don't feel it.

All these bad thoughts-and the rush

The Rush

The Rush

Sink my teeth into my arm

Pain

Pulses

A welcome distraction

Pull down your sleeves...

Calm your breathing...

Shhhh...

The Rush is gone.

For now.