Echoing in My Mind

I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I just can’t.

Why is it always me? I always walk into the room at that scene. I can’t help but let me break me. I don’t know why it hurts. I’ve never been raped. I don’t know anyone who has… But that scene… it sends me back to my weaker state.

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Make it stop.

I see it, and everything just stops. I can hear every scream. I can close my eyes, but I can still hear it. I can walk away, but it doesn’t stop it from echoing in my mind. I can’t erase the pictures. I can’t stop these images.

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