Close to home

“I am unsure as to why I feel this way. Sometimes I wonder if it will ever stop; this feeling that sometimes surrounds me. It spews words of hate through my brain, and pain that stretches your limbs so thin; making you feel like you cannot reach a sound just place in time. I surround myself in goodness, in ecstatic voices and humorous people. But this struggle pulls at me despite. Suffocation, it is what defines me, it is what makes me; And its so hard to be lighthearted when I can’t breathe.”