I
feel like the walls are closing in on me. I'm trying to get out but now
everything's coming from different directions.
Now it's getting harder to
breathe... And I'm beginning to
give up on resisting. I just want to
lay down. Maybe relax a little...
I just want to not have to worry
about my limited options. God,
I'm sick of this. It's
not going to get better, don't tell me it
is. I know you're
lying. Hands wrapped
around my knees, my own safety harness. I just want to
dissapear.