There is no air.

I feel my heart sinking again. It has started happening a lot lately.

There's a haunting sense of loneliness.

They weigh me down, these people. Every time I talk to them, it feels as if somebody has tied my heart with a boulder and chucked it into a lake - to sink.

They may not be bad people, but are the necessarily good to me? I don't have an answer yet - and that my friend, should be called 'optimism'.

I'm losing my grip on things. I'm fading away so fast it's becoming hard for me to remember what it was like.

I'm too much. He had said once. He wasn't wrong, was he?

I can't breathe.