Something about the sky is unusal today something about the sky and all the clouds. Something about them makes me cold and lucid on the inside. They make me feel like the world is slowly closing in. The air isn’t sufficient enough for this breathe the air is not suitable for these lungs and yet I breathe them. Rain would be too pleasant just as a hurricane passing in. I see the sky as it passes by through the clear glass and wonder would it all be worth it. The tension in my stomach the wrought thoughts none of it could change the tires spinning and the gas burning. Every mile shows me how darker the world becomes away from you.

I feel my arms aching and my legs burning. Everything is moving, burning and changing. My eyes water with the pain that stings my arms as the vains pump up and expose every line that exist within. Every piece of my insides start to push forward, showing what I’m made of nothing is going to save me from this indescribable pain. Im wishing that I was home in my bed without the thought of getting out of it today. My eyes start to bulge and my vision starts to go black. Nothing is left but the feeling of everything shifting in my body fitting what feels like a new skeleton forming. What could I have done? One moment I was walking through the street to work and now I don’t even know if Ill live to see another day. All of a sudden I’m stuck like cement burning and twisting and contorting. I breathe slowly and regain footing as my body is adjusting to the new form I’ve taken my eyes sink back into my sockets and I know everything is changed.