my burial

Sometimes the world crumbles around me. I'll be fine and then i wont be. Just like that. That quickly, my entire life changes. I become engulfed in this storm raging inside my mind. I forget how to smile, how to laugh. All i know is that i am not okay. I'm not okay at all. I know that the pain in my head becomes pain in my body. My muscles ache and my limbs become weak and heavy. My mind spinning, a thousand thoughts into one single moment of emptiness, and yet i keep it to myself. Fear takes over and silence ensues. My struggles are my own, not the cares of others. Besides, why bother others with pointless s**t that even i cant make sense of? So, i just lay here alone. This body is my coffin and i'm buried alive.