In a dark room is a girl sitting still with her nails scratching the floor beneath her and her breath is getting out of control as a desperation spiral, somehow it becomes laugh.
That hysterical laugh that replaces the crying, little tears show up on her face and her little fist hit the ground, the inestbility of her mind is driving her crazy.
She screams and it hurts deep down on her chest, creating an echo of pain that moves like waves on her entire body. “Is this ever going to end?” she wonders, but a voice on her head sais “never” and she knows is truth… at least she finds a way to get off it.