I feel like blank.

The feeling of being at the edge of tears almost every single time. 

Where every single sound around are like a thousand pricks on my skin 

Where every single skin contact creates monsters in my head. 

I need silence. 

Can I take silence? 

Or is silence even more torturous. 

At times I thought that I am sick, 

At times I feel that I am normal. 

That I am capable to be like everyone else. 

Sometimes I see images in my head. 

Not visuals and short films. 

More like a movie and I can even control the speed of event and also change the story myself. 

All these thoughts. 

All these visuals. 

Made me think that I needed silence and I needed to close my eyes. 

But these doesn't make anything better. 

Only distraction. 

Only directing my attention away to something else. Escaping,  running away. 

Far. Far. Away.