hit a wall
My body is aching, my head feels like it has hit a wall and my throat like it is stuffed with barbed wires. I haven't slept properly for days, each day I drag myself out of bed, with only two things in mind: that I have to go to school and the possibility of seeing you. For a brief moment I hang on to the memory of when I was last in your strong arms, and I feel good. Those special moments really enlighten my days.
At the moment I am practically buried in schoolwork and ongoing projects, I wish I could just have a break for a moment or two, and just breathe, just relax and capture a moment of freedom. I just need to hang in for two more weeks. Feeling the pressure of the knife against my throat. Life sure isn't always easy.