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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