Product Of The Heart

I sat in the bathroom, knees to my chest. I tried to calm my breathing, but it couldn't be helped. I knew what was happening, this feeling is all to familiar, but I always thought I was dying. It was always triggered by something so simple, whether it was the realization of how lonely I really am, or a shirt not fitting anymore. Simple things that broke down my already chipped cement walls.

Multiple thoughts rattled in my head, triggering my flight or fight response. 'I need to get out of here, danger, danger, danger.'

As if things couldn't get any worse (I was already late for class) the fire alarm went off. My terrified scream rang through the room, nearly silencing the blaring alarm, yet it wasn't loud enough to grab anyone's attention. The over stimulation of sound and panic only worsened the chaotic war taking place in my head.

I gained the courage to step out of the bathroom and attempted to navigate my way to an exit. The sound of the alarm bouncing off the walls made the normally familiar halls look warped and maze-like to my anxious eyes.

One time, while I was sleeping over at my best friends house, I “woke up” at around 2 a.m. She was laying next to me eating bugle chips, and watching netflix. I asked if I could have a chip and reached into the bag to grab one. Now at this point I could have eaten the chip like a normal person, but instead I just smashed it against her face and went back to sleep.

He whispered hushed words in my ear, "I love you," as his unwanted touches ran over my skin.

"Liar." I wanted to scream. His touch manipulated my tainted body, switching my voice box to 'off.'

His metaphorical strings wrap around me, like spider webs. Any possible escape route blocked by the eight legs that are his voice.

"I love you," and, "Why won't you say it back?!" He is angry, but he allows me to speak.

Beauty is a firework

It’s loud and catches your attention

It rains a thousand colors

But it’s gone in the blink of an eye

No, beauty is music

It flows through the air with grace

It breaks silences

And sends shivers down your spine

No, beauty is neither of those

Beauty is you

With your shining smile and kind heart

Your bright eyes and glowing personality

You are perfect