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Withdrawn from the world I once knew. 

the subtle change in the breeze. 

There’s something different inside of me. 

I’m so exhausted from my thoughts of knots and grief. 

I’m just tired. Please, help me stay asleep. 

Keep your voice down. Turn off all the lights. 

Just don’t try to touch me. Don’t try. 

I might not be okay, but I hope I’ll be alright. 

My shaky hands squeeze each other tight. 

I can’t focus, I’m perplexed. 

I can’t explain the feeling. I’m upset. 

I don’t know what to expect. 

My mind is fractured. 

Something’s waiting to consume me. 

I watch the world outside resuming.  

I’m caught. A life so grey and gloomy. 

I crawl back to my dark and quiet. 

I can’t stop thinking. I still can’t focus. 

Psychosis is calling out to me. 

I give up. Fighting it is hopeless.