He eats hearts and drinks love

She didn't know when it began or how it happened. Maybe it had always been a part of her and all it needed was one push, a click. One day, everything just seemed so wrong, impossible to handle; it was like a spiral staircase- when she made it down her head was spinning and her stomach was in a twisted knot and she just didn't know why.

She felt like she was falling in pieces again and again, over and over again. and she couldn't put the pieces back together because they made her bleed and one by one they disappeared.

There were good days and there were bad days. the bad days were worse. It came like lightning from a clear sky, she couldn't even prepare herself.

The panic scared her. the tears were hot and stinging. the confusion made her head spin wildly. the pulsing headache was like a heartbeat. the loneliness was the worst, it was paralysing.

Everything seemed pointless, nothing made sense anymore. She didn't want to sleep to get away from it, she couldn't. time was only ever stolen from her. she couldn't afford that.

Emptiness. why did there have to be such an awful emptiness. why? why couldn't she stay oblivious to it like the rest. maybe she would be okay right now if she wouldn't have realised that. she would be safe from her own nightmares.

I had a dream.