It's another one of those times when the voices in your head just won't shut up, the chattering turning into arguing turning into full blown screams. While a small, pathetic little voice, the minuscule remains of sanity whimpers for everyone to stop, to just shut up. Things will go blank for a while, an eerie silence, like some other worldly quiet has descended. But that blissful sanctuary only exists for a moment before flickering out, shattered pieces brought away by the wind, and it all begins once again: the screaming, piercing voices that split your brain in half and tear shreds away from your heart. Leaving you spiraling into deep nothingness, as you feel yourself fold inwards, looking, forever searching for an elusive escape. You only believe that place exists because you cannot bear not to.
I hate mood swings.
