I don’t want anyone to touch me ever again.
It’s like I’m in this nightmare. But I know I can never wake up.
Curling up and going to sleep forever feels like my only option.
I now have the biggest secret slithering on the tip of my tongue.
Mass sleeping so it doesn’t find it’s way out of my mouth in to the air and in to people’s ears.
I don’t know if you know, but I hate secrets.