Possessed

I am possessed.

Pins and needles. Dull pain. Faint tingling sensations.

My body is not my own. It does not do what I want.

My hands are clawed, and I cannot move them.

My toes are curled, and they won't unbend.

I am trapped inside myself.

I'm ticcing now, and I can stop.

I am possessed...or at least that's how it seems.

I cannot control my own movements and actions. 

I hate it. 

I feel powerless, out of control.

I am possessed.

A picture of a stuffed animal hedgehog in a super hero mask and cape.

Fainting Goat

UT

15 years old

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