There is something wrong with my chest.
Like something crushing my lungs, or pressed my chest.
I want to stab it.
Or take this weird feeling out.
I can breath, but it feels weird.
I think my deep dark thoughts is trying to crawl out from my body.
I think she wants to see me breakdown.
As the clock ticking.
I become someone that have forgot how beautiful life is.
I can’t even describe how does it feels right now.
Why this silence feels so loud.
This is going to be over. Not now, not tomorrow.