My fingers are shaking.
My breathing is rigid,
Yet still,
I feel at home in panic.
The darkness greets me with open arms
While the light blinds my eyes.

I hug the darkness oh so tightly,
So much my hands start to bleed.
It is rough and painful,
but I've experienced worse.
The darkness feels tempting,
Inviting.
While the light is unforgiving,
Blinding.