My hellish world

Buffalo NY

Description

My life, my blackness. Paranoia every moment. Black out the windows. I know someone is gonna show up at my door. Idk who or why. They never do though. But the fear is constant. Panicking if I'm awake. Dreams nonexistent, night terrors and screams ready and waiting for me to close my eyes. Every creak. Every shift. My heart pounds through my chest, ready to explode. Loneliness is deafening. The roar of silence. There's nobody there, yet somebody is there. I can feel it. The darkness in the sunshine. Gray scale blue skies. Pain in a body too old to be young. Too young to be old. Death is encompassing. Though physically alive. What is life if I can't live.