I was never good at saying good byes. I was never good at opening up about my thoughts, my feelings.

I just need to go. I am breaking all the promises and reassures I made. Old and new ones. I am just done with the constant battle between my heart and mind.  I am done fighting with the demons that are trying to consume me.

I am done pretending my feelings don’t matter. I just know I need my escape. I need to hit my panic button and escape. Time to bail. Time to stop.

Time to crease the beating of my heart. Stop the air going into my lungs. Stop inhaling and exhaling.