Fainting Goat

A winding trail.

A gentle breeze.

Flowers bloom.

My smile blossoms.

A hike into the unknown

is just what I need

to clear my head

and heal my heart.

I'll climb and climb

Why?

One word. One question. So many answers.

Why?

I don't know. Maybe because my brain doesn't work right.

Why?

I don't know. Maybe because I can't control my body.

Why?

I think bias is ingrained in humans. No one can escape it. Personally, I have to deal with bias all the time. Between being disabled, being goth, and being queer, a lot of people make assumptions about me.

I was in health class, and we were doing a group activity. In my group, there was a girl who had been teasing me the day before. I was weary of her, but decided to give her a second chance. I almost wish I hadn't.

I am possessed.

Pins and needles. Dull pain. Faint tingling sensations.

My body is not my own. It does not do what I want.

My hands are clawed, and I cannot move them.

My toes are curled, and they won't unbend.

Voices echo around me. 

They sound like my friends, but they say things my friends never have.

They tell me things my friends would never say...or would they?