Nat S Ford (natf) wrote,
Nat S Ford

I feel.
Panic causes shutdown.
I recoil from "impossibilities",
Adrenaline overload,
Disconnect from fear-source,
Excommunicate the outside world,
Hyper-vent your anxiety.
I ache to scream,
To be away from this toxin.
No one can see my hell -
Except you.
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