"... cannot explain what i feel."

I bite down on my knuckle,
trying very hard not to scream.

Blood trickles softly down my hand,
teeth marks flaming red against the white skin.

Music playing in the background,
the lyrics passing through my lips.

A lump forming in my throat,
making me choke.

My hand lying on my chest,
the irregular beating of my heart is all I feel.

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