It’s a feeling of being trapped. Everything you think, hear, say to yourself of what others say to you is warped. Filled with paranoia and anxiety. It feels that there are hands grabbing onto your body and not letting go. It will not let you explore. It won’t let you move. There are claws that hold onto your mind, refusing you to think of anything else. It fills you with Fear. Hate. And Self-Damnation.
It has possession over you like black ink. It take away the light of things. It turns you into something you’re not. It fades you.
If you let it…It becomes you.