Imperceptible.

I am drowning, but I’m not soaked.

It’s hard to breathe, truly, but I’m not being gagged.

My vision’s getting blurry, though I’m not blinded.

It feels so dark, although it’s 10 in the morning.

I seem filthy, but I just bathed.

I feel alone, yet I’m in a crowded place.

I do not know what’s happening…

I do not know how to explain it…

I do not know when it began…

All I know is that it’s eating me up inside.

Slowly, tenderly, bitterly…

I tried to fight back,

but I do not know how to fight something that’s imperceptible.