At times, the past seems to paralyze me in the present. My life is continually disrupted through a superimposed self. A self that I am very deeply afraid of.
I am struggling with separating the past from the present. Everyday life is so confusing and uncomfortable.
Everything looks so far away through my eyes, which seem to be broken. My skin has a familiar feeling to it- one that I wish I never knew.
The awareness of a fiery covering engulfs the body. Feeling as though I am in hell on earth.