My pulse is beating at a rapid pace. Moisture drips from my forehead like a heavy waterfall.

My throat is dry and slightly appeased from my own sweat. My stomach is double knotted and throbbing.

My exposed skin is seared and sizzling with discomfort. I feel like I have not moved a muscle for hours.

My position is unknown and must remain so. This is my hell and I’m burning alive.

My legs are exhausted and cannot be felt. I am paralyzed on the outside, I cannot move but can feel every ounce of pain.

My insides are very much alive and moving about. They toss and turn to let me know I am still alive.

When I am at my weakest moment and at the very bottom this is how I feel.

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