The Dark Mind

Standing in the center of the room.

The cold cement chills your toes.

Looking around;

The walls are bare.

 

A shiver shoots down your spine.

It’s not the cold.

No.

Silence

You can hear the blood rushing through your veins.

Anxiety crashes in.

 

You think to yourself,

Close your eyes.

Take a breath.

Tension seems to drain from your body.

 

But only for a moment.

 

Suddenly your mouth becomes dry.

You look around

Longing for the taste of a cool glass of water.

Across the room there’s a metal sink.

You can’t move.

 

Then you wake up

And you are calm.

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