Another night.

My chest feels heavy and my arms weak.
The air is beginnig to thicken and my thoughts are no longer straight.
What is this warmth on my cheeks and why do my eyes burn?
I can't move.
Everything is rushing in, all at once.
It's getting progressively harder to breathe.
I can feel myself shaking even though I'm not cold.
My mind is a mess.
I hear people talking but i can't understand what they are trying to say.
The people are gone now. Only shadows remain.
It's quiet, so very quiet.
I hear my ribs cracking, oh.
No that was just my heart.
It hurts and I can't move.
I want to stand up but my body refuses to listen.
It's dark now and I still can't sleep.
It's been 4 days.
I hear the cracking noise again.
I'm screaming now.
I'm staring at a wall, I can no longer scream.
My throat is sore.
Noone will listen anyway.
The pressure is getting worse.
All I manage to do is cry.
Why why why why why why.
Is this madness? Yes I think it is.
Why won't the sun come up.
The shadows, they begin to speak again.
"Neurotic". "Paranoid". "Depressed".
I hear the cracking noise once more.
Silence.