Thoughts take control of your whole being until you are screaming on the inside, but no sound comes out. Holding it in makes it worse, the screams catch in your throat until you can’t breathe. Grasping for air, your eyes tell the story to everyone around you that you are suffocating, but the picture isn’t clear enough for them to reach out. As time passes, the black consumes the light, and you can’t see anything in front of your face. The colors of blue and purple cover your face as the evidence of death is close. No breathing, blindness, and fear assist the guidance through, and it somehow becomes easier to accept defeat.

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