Despair.

I sense the air catch in my lungs.

I gasp desperately as I feel the walls closing in.

My vision turns to a blur.

I wake up with beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

The worst feeling now was I’d preferred the dream to reality.

Because as I wake up my nightmare begins.

And I begin my day looking into the past with regret, enduring the present with pain and waiting for the future to fast forward to the very end.

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