Suspension

Held captive, I'm asphyxiating
In a mindset where I'm so cold,
Command me on what do to,
But neither you or I are in control.

It's all too real, this can't be happening,
I can see things too clear.
I'm a prisoner to myself,
Restricting all I hold dear.

Stolen intentions.
Another Collision.
Clarity exploited.
Obscured decision.

Crying for freedom.
I want to tear off my skin.
I want to rip my insides out.
I can never fucking win.

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I suffer from Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, Body Dysmorphic Disorder, Social Anxiety and occasionally experience Panic Attacks. This has a major impact on my life, as it is the cause of lots of stress to me and my loved ones.
If you have not experienced it, it's more debilitating and frustrating than you can possibly imagine.

Materials: Cheap blue biro (that spurted ink randomly and ended up dying before I got to finish), paper, Paint.NET, my laptop, music.
Based loosely off of a photo.

View the sister picture: Compulsion [link]