Deep from within, gripping at the lungs, the stomach tightens, little air escapes. Hands clench into fists and the mind is full of fog. Walking into a city full of loud noises and harsh sounds, ones ears hear nothing, it is deathly quiet. Moving in a blur - everything moving all around - feeling like the feet are standing still. The air is so thick it feels suffocating. The throat is tight and few words come forth. A pain so deep and so intense, it may only be explained through red, puffy, eyes hidden behind glasses.
"I have become my own evil."
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