don’t touch me don’t touch me don’t touch me don’t touch me
i can feel his hands around my neck he won’t let go he won’t let go he won’t let go
****** im sorry im sorry im sorry
he’s not really here but i can still feel everything
he was never here
******, how have you found me? how do you continue to torment me? i haven’t spoken to you since late september
i will never be able to forget the feeling of a razor being dragged down my face
over. and over. and over.
it still burns.
it doesn’t get any less unsettling. it’s just as disturbing as the first time i experienced it.
hands. hands that aren’t there. gripping my neck, my shoulders, my face.
the feeling of someone standing directly behind me. i feel their breath on the back of my neck. i can feel their eyes on me, an unforgiving gaze.
but there’s nobody there. nobody is ever there.
sometimes, things he said replay faintly. but there is no noise. the room is quiet. i am alone.
but he’s still here, watching me. suffocating me. controlling me.
he still, in some way, has managed to lay his hands on me. he never did, he was […]
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