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By Cassiie EtiennePublished 6 years ago 1 min read

oh god, it’s a feeling I can't describe,

how do you describe a meltdown. everything becomes bigger around me, i become so small at the same time.

I become this small child all over again, not knowing whats going on around her, or what to do…

and God I hate that, I hate not having a hold on control. its all about control and I‘m losing it. I’m losing it again!

oh, you just don’t care if anyone hears you at this point, you just want to let it out!

Ah, don’t you feel it right there! in the middle?! place your hand over my chest...

right in the middle! it's faint, dull and it makes me sick, then it GROWS! And I feel like the only way

to make it go away...is...SCREAM!

and you just scream so loud, so you don’t even hear your own thoughts screaming inside your head.

all the pain, frustration, stress, grief, sadness….

and then I laugh. finally…nothing I don’t hear anything. that’s the only way to shut up them up.

fuck everyone that’s trying to hurt me…

- written on March 20, 2017

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Cassiie Etienne

28 years old. I have been writing for as long as I could remember. For some reason writing was the only way I could express myself when I was younger and it still is one of the best ways I express myself.

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