by Ora Serrata
I had mental breakdown just moments ago.
It was around dusk, when the sun started to go down.
I was alone at the hospital, working on some review questions.
Then I realized that there are so many many many many things I haven’t learned yet, so many things I haven’t understood yet.
In that split of seconds I could feel my heart beating so loud.
I could feel my brain froze for a moment.
Then there came this wave of panic, I felt like I couldn’t keep going, I just couldn’t.
Then I started to cry.
It was not that kind of big and loud cry.
It was a hopeless cry.
A desperate cry.
Hanging on there, dear self