Living being, dying.

Goosebumps fall over the surface of my skin in waves..
Reminding me of my body as this being..living thing.

My chest aches, the heaviness feels empty at the same time.
My mind vacant yet so full of thoughts.. moulded together like knotted wool.

Going over and over, although of what I couldnt be sure.

Oh wait. It's you again.

I realise I am sick.

Impossibly a depressed insomniac .. sleeps all wrong and is always exhausted.

As though I'd never forget you my brain just wouldnt allow it .

I am on fire, please god. Someone put me out.