5 am – Day 11 

Distant gurgling noises, I hear near my ear. I’m in this suffocating room waiting to be released. I wake up frantic and possessed every day with lack of attention but more depression. I hate how I feel. There is no end to this. Why do I feel like a ghost on a Saturday morning? My weekends are a dead end to these settling/un-settling emotions. 
© Aniket More

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