Suddenly, I am painfully aware of the toxicity that i befriended. how it’s filled my veins with a poison i simply adjusted to. but i’ve begun to overdose without my permission and now the walls are shaking as they close in on me. and though I become smaller, the walls move faster.
claustrophobia – Stories by Noelle
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