by SFLynne

Created on: February 15, 2009

It follows me whenever I move, when I am being still I watch it circle around me, it never lets me forget that it is there,

When I see it, it always has to remind me of how weak I really am, it laughs at me because it knows it will always win, the harder I try to fight it, the stronger it becomes,

The laugh is so loud, I try to cover my ears, but it is no good, that sound, that uncontrollable noise, louder and louder, faster and faster, I'm screaming, but that I can not hear, no one can hear it,

My face is red, my vision blurred, the tears stinging my eyes, louder, faster, screaming........again, and, again and, again, my knees are red, my fists bleeding, my head pounding,

It is slowing, slower, slower, stops......but only waits to be provoked again......

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