It keeps clawing at my skin.
I felt it. I saw it.
I know it’s there. It has to be.
It’s weighing me down.
Not a smile on my face or even a grin.
I feel it like a cat’s claw.
Tearing my flesh apart.
Sinking deeper and deeper.
Already ripped through all my clothes.
It even begins to gnaw.
Pain so piercing I cannot stop it.
Piercing through the curtains…
Into my window but I’m protected.
Protecting the heart inside.
That wants to get away for a bit.
Maybe I’ll go.
The clawing stopped.
Now I’m shaking.
The shaking stopped.
Now I’m fading again. Let me go.