Mar 10, 2021
3 min read
Facing My Demons
Fear Of Trees
Screams of palpitating hysteria shrilled in her ears as she gathered herself and shook off whatever vestige of reason she had left in the comfort of her thoughts.
The air was closing in on her, suffocating her struggles to desperately replace with fearlessness, the space between herself and the advancing thudding sounds blocking her rationale.
