it's happening again.

Those feelings I once felt.

The beat of my heart, a little bit louder,

The pieces of me falling to the ground.

It's happening again.

That.

"Oh my god, I am going to be sick to my stomach"

That.

Bring me back to yesterday.

That.

Bring back to life again.

It's happening again.

Again,

Again,

Again......

Not again. Not now.

Not ever, once more.

Over and over and over in my head.

This morning I woke from a bad dream, but i never really woke.