Torture

Woke up tired because of my unending battle with misery. Last night it tried to suffocate me in my sleep but I struggled to stay alive. I woke up in the middle of the night, heart racing, head aching, and hyperventilating. I sat down on my bed and cried. My room was really dark and I barely saw the photographs and graphic designs I posted in my room's walls. I lied down and shivered, feeling the coldness of my room. I fell asleep crying.