Sweat forms from within my pours, my body starts to heat as if I’m on the surface of the sun, instant reality that the fight within is of horror not fun. My vision starts to blur, I feel my throat begin to dry, what is happening where am I going, do I stay calm or begin to cry. Stay calm and let it pass, as I begin to walk it leaves my body at last. What are the moments we remember first, and will they become faded, are the memories of pain stacked on top of the laugher like building blocks but just extremely jaded? Taste the iron that is deep within, why does it show its self, what helps it’s escape. The darkness of sickness jailed within, bound tight by the chains we all hope won’t break. I don’t wish it upon anyone, the feeling of your body when it starts to shake, listen to what you are feeling don’t allow it to consume you with fear.
Struggle Within ~
Published by neececale
I’m a dreamer who has a passion for writing and putting my feelings from pen to paper. I’m a father of a beautiful little girl who inspires me daily to strive to make tomorrow better than today. View more posts