My mind has slowly began to cave inwards,

shards of my personality pierce my body,

leaving me with internal wounds...

A pain so deep and so fleeting sleep is impossible

My brain has slipped out of my head,

How it happened, I don't know

Down,

Down,

Down,

it fell. I couldn't hear it splash onto the white floor, the shiny, stark floor I had wanted to paint red.

I couldn't see anything but white, sterling white. Suffocating me, this fog, clouding my lungs, poisoning my brains...

Down,

Down,

Down,

I wanted to fall, but the air was a cushion. A cloud. A larger-than-life cotton ball.

Nothing would help me escape this place, this terrible place.

It was trying to kill me, yet it was keeping me alive.

Both of those parts battling it out, trying to win, I didn't know who would win, I didn't know who I wanted to win... I just knew that one thing was certain...

I was no longer myself.