#NaBloPoMo #27: …. Blank space.

Because so many thoughts, fleeted out feet first, taking over hours, clamouring over yet more barriers.

Idiosyncracies met horror, met hurt, met anxiety.. And now I feel, still breathe, all whilst I suffocate in this sea.

trained, trapped and tricked into their histories – this is the life I perceive.

 

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