Alone in fear.

She sits alone, the embers of her mind alight. Are you there? She thought but to her no one appeared.
She held deep in solitude but unable to find reprieve to what her mind has now deemed her reality. A slight noise or flicker, a speck of darkened dust pushed to the limit to grant yet another fear. Animals. The silence nonetheless is of no comfort.  It torment, tantalizing with its torture. Bedevilment. The loneliness when not alone thus ones mind spits delusions of preposterous abnormalities. Your eyes see what is not there, but yet in your mind, they again appear over and over and over again. You sit, shirt pulled over your knees, rocking to and fro. Tears sting your scratched cheeks from you excessive scratching and tearing and your very own skin. They are everywhere, you see them. Always ever so vigilant. Your very thoughts tear and no one understands.
Words are hurtful eye swelled shut from the endless hours. Delayed, slowed as negative thoughts dance in your mind as your very own perceptions of reality lay stagnate. The foods you consume that you at one time oh so long ago enjoyed now, tasteless. The flowers themselves have lost their vigour, their magnificent fragrances, now departed.
All your senses are no longer apparent. Looking out to the waters that at one time use to calm you. You see but then again, you do not! Music is now mere noise. A kiss or a hug, no longer a comfort. You lay with one eye open waiting for the dreaded boogie man to pull you from your sheets and steel you away. The armies of your fears attacking every nerve, every cell. Destroying you from your very core of your being. One by one you have started to forget who you are and were - strong and proud. My body lay in ruin with marks from these fears. Antagonized, pestered. The anxieties mounted now upon your shoulders. Everywhere you look, every place you go your apprehension clearly visible.
Does anyone understand what so many are afflicted by? I do not believe so. She closes her eyes and there they stand waiting to strike. Your aggravation taken out on any on who is around. You contemplate your very own erratication. No thought. No mere words can return you to where you used to he.