When the demons and shadows start to take over.

I can’t stop them either. It’s like silent screaming in my head. No one can hear it but it’s deafening.

It drowns out the last dredges of reason. Leaves me clinging to the last of my sanity. That’s when it’s the worst. That’s the part no one ever sees. The part that no one ever knows about. They assume the worst of it is the tears and gasping for breath. 

But oh, how wrong they are.

The physical pain is nothing compared to what it feels like inside.

I wish I could express in words what it really feels like. But maybe it’s better that I can’t.