Don't open the door. Please
I'm surrounded by quietness and I finally feel at peace, but this peace is interrupted by a knocking. I go to the door and turn the cold handle. I open the door and am bombarded by an intruder. My thoughts. No matter how hard I fight they are stronger. Suddenly I'm thrown back to the wall, and the attacks overtake me. Every hit makes me plead for unconscious. I want my mind to stop, but I know I can't hide, I'm done. Now I lay here defeated with my thoughts. Why did I open the door?
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