It started with the shadowed smirk of a drop. It spreads. Ensnares. Drowns; drained. It floats and encloses me in a cage. A cage, an avalanche of gut churning, aggravating inferno that coils and twists like a straight jacket around my suffocated conscience. I try to swat it away, but it crumbles me up, dissolving me into a speck of dust, it's piercing message is shrill and relentless and determined. I try, try, try, but it's cloaked me full of hardcore exhaustion and anguish. Choking my self assurance. Draining my confidence. Incessantly chewing and groping at me; this sadistic reminder.. am I good enough? Am I worth saving?
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