It is Killing Me Writing by: Jill sheets Tears rolling down my face as I kneel at my bed Feeling defeated. Frustration overcomes my body. My eyes stinging as the tears overflow my eyes. Slow at first and then become quicker. My chest tightens as I feel a panic attack coming on. Depression weighing on my shoulders attempting to fill my lungs so I cannot breathe correctly. The cells in my body being torn apart. Questioning my own existence. Their words on repeat in my head. How can someone treat another person this bad? © 2000 Jill Sheets
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