a space between time

There’s a space between time when all things go quiet except for the ticking of your heart and the relentless nausea bellowing from within

Your mind fills itself with a radio silence of white noise and a fear louder than any alarm bell ringing between your ears

There lies a loudness that consumes you before you can raise your fists to fight or even catch a breath

Those on the outside can’t hear it but it deafens you with every passing minute of that space between 

And you hope so deeply and so completely that the space between time will be over soon



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