Recollections. 1

My mental broke in halves, and those halves were cut in four.

A complete mental breakdown.

My heart was shot in its core.

No one to lean on, or hear me cry out.

So I cry out, and I become my worst nightmare.

I would wake up in a night scare.

My heart was beating really fast.

I woke up.

I walked. Very fast…

Threw on my coat. And just walked outside…

As if my body was trying to save me from a heart attack, that could have happened in my sleep.

Around that time, I stopped training for the 400M record held at my University.

I was taken off the team. Not because I was not good enough.

I had a horrible coach. Complete jerk.

But I’ll write more on that…

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