Misophonia

Sun, 02/03/2019 - 20:17 -- Pow

Thoughts are overlapping, each fighting to control me

Emotions are holding me down trying to suffocate me

Ears are echoing the horrible screams that haunt me

Hands are fidgeting and sweating exposing me

Legs are trembling

Shoulders are stiff

Nails are bitten and bleeding

Eyes are shut tightly to stop the tears

I’m scared

I’m angry

I’m disgusted

I’m tired and sad

I’m useless

I’m broken

I can’t breath

Why do I feel like this?

Each bite you take spills more of my tears

An overwhelming and unexplainable emotion fills me

I have misophonia

A mental illness that tortures and controls my life

It makes me unable to be around anyone who is eating

I can’t hear them

I can’t look at them or my mind will make up the sounds they might be making

The sound plays like a broken record

Over and over again, nonstop

Misophonia is ruling my life

I don’t know how much longer I can take it

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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