I wrote something to describe me.
It feels like I’m in a Circus. A chaotic miserable circus that just never ends no matter how many times you try and try to escape there’s no way out. So you just play along juggling everything by yourself in an endless loop of panic. Or is it more like a carousel endlessly spinning over and over until it just. Breaks. There’s also a part of me that is more like a beach at 3 in the morning with waves crashing against rocks and a bright moon shining on my Face that seemed peaceful for a moment then a hurricane hits and we’re back to a Circus with so much noise my eardrums might explode but the noise are just thoughts flooding every square inch of me. The worst part is there’s no escape from myself. How do I protect me from me?
