It's here again, the sinister sensation of an aura that I know only too well.
Searching for a safe place to lay down as I descend into my private hell.
I shout out loud, "It's happening again," it's beyond my control.
Dropping down heavily, my head hits the floor.
Feeling horrid my mind and body is no longer in my control.
Twitching, shaking, and staring into space--I blackout.
Arriving back to consciousness, all I can see are many pairs of shoes.
I begin to apologize, after whats just happened I have nothing to lose.
Standing up, leaving my pride and dignity back there on the ground.
People begin to walk away, while some glance back around.
No need to feel so embarrassed, I keep telling myself.
Nothing wrong with my state of mental health.
It's beyond my control, I can't stop it.
It, and only it decides, when I will suffer my next fit.......
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