Something happened and then you freeze. You try to hide but its like you trying to run, with your dress getting caught by the door. You try to rebel past the stops. Thats when your adrenaline pumps through. You feel shock, almost too numb. It gravitates your mind. Making it whirl and swirl. It catches your breath. And you try to hide still. But you suddenly feel as though you're hiding behind a small stool. Yes, barely covers your body, making you vulnerable. Vulnerable to be hurled vulgarities. You know that dream, when you run too fast, too clumsily. And you try hard to run, from something somewhere. You get exhausted, you'll wish for anything to stop the madness. Oh yes, you'd do anything to stop the madness. Right, thats when you wake up.

Yours.