Terror

I'm shaking.

Hands moving violently, uncontrollably, mindlessly.

My breathing is broken, uneven, wheezing.

My world feels as though

it is continuously turning, whirling, spinning, revolving.

My hair whips around crazily

as an invisible torment, being, or force

interrupts its clam, natural, relaxed state.

Chilss spread across my body,

moving like an untamable virus.

My eyelides protect my eyes,

only to find bright, but threatening colors

swirling, transforming, moving, changing around.

My mind seems to wander aimlessly, endlessly, constantly.

The scene before me, surrounding me, within me, filling me

is abstract and unidentifiable.

Everything is occurring, happening, exploding.

Everything is missing, monotonous, imploding.

Everything is simultaneous, and exact, but crazy.

 

In an instant.

It stops.

Nonsense gone.

Everything still.

Simply there.

 

Unsatisfactory.

Reviews

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