I feel like there is an invisible wall.
Closing in on me.
And it's cutting off everything.
Then, there are the restraints.
Not visible to the naked eye.
But I can feel them.
Tightening around me.
Digging into my skin
ALMOST drawing blood.
Somedays it's easy.
Somedays, they loosen up and the wall backs away.
On those days, I can laugh and cry and I feel alive.
On other days;
I feel them,
The walls pushing in and the restraints holding me in place.
I feel them trying to push me back.
Trying to hold me down.
And on those days I choke.
I choke on my emotions.
And feel like breaking down.
But then, I think of the good days.
And hold on,
to see them one more time.