Can't Breathe
My mind is like a tangle of wires, I can't sleep, I can't eat. My mind is trying to make sense of what's happening, and I think I'm going mad. I get headaches more than doctor visits now, and sometimes I cry a little. I was supposed to be the strong one, always taking care of everyone else, I was NOT supposed to be the one taken care of! I screamed internally, because my throat was raspy and raw. There was my blood on my hands, from gripping the rail so tight my hand got frostbitten. And then he came. Right behind me with his amber eyes, a smirk on his face. I laughed. Only he would almost-smile and get away with it while I was slowly dying. I looked at what seemed like liquid gold, and smiled for the first time in a long time.