The world caves in on you when you least expect it, and people turn their backs and fade away into the distance, but I can only hope that he doesn’t slip from my fingers. The white walls frighten my soul and they tell me to stay, while they envelope me, trapping me. I’ve lost my breath somewhere a long time ago and I can’t speak. I want to yell ‘Save me’ but my voice won’t create a squeak. I want to yell loud enough to nake these intimidating life restricting walls shake until they break; until they crumble, and become how I am now.

Absoultley nothing.