Psychotherapy

Pink nails room empty spaces street chestnuts i don't know what to do. Everything is so loud and noisy. The words are not enough. Forest. End, river, i'm losing myself in the space. There is no place with time, chaos, steps are in vain. Aroma of candles and food with fresh spices. I fear to make a mistake with the words. Uncomfortable, pink lighter. Very many roses and S is coming back in my thoughts.

Grief.

It was not real, but for me it was.

I am guilty. Many ideas and I can't stop.

I am afraid to make mistake with the words. I should be very careful what i am saying. Hold your tongue! Zip your lips! Say nothing! idon'tknowwhy.

Not allowed to speak. Not mine, yet heavy.

My jaw hurts on the right side. As if somebody has abused me there. As if it is broken and the energy is leaking there.

It is so frustrating to not know if that is true. Maybe it is an illusion, a dream. Do i have something?

baby, i fear i am going crazy.

I will not let things to happen.