Sometimes.

Sometimes, the world crumbles around me. I'll be fine and then I won't be. Just like that. That quickly, my entire life changes. I become engulfed in this storm raging inside my mind. I forget how to smile, how to laugh. All I know is that the pain in my head somehow becomes pain in my body. My muscles ache and my limbs become weak and heavy. My mind spinning a thousand thoughts into one simple moment of emptiness, and yet I keep it to myself. A secret kept to the grave. Fear takes over and silence ensues. My struggles are my own, not the cares of others. Why burden anyone with pointless shit that even I can't make sense of? So I just lay here. Alone.

This body is a coffin, and I'm buried alive.