The streets are full of busy bodies hastily making their way towards an unforgiving destination. A few are merely going towards their dreaded night shifts... others are breathing a sigh of relief at finally being able to go home. Or maybe, even getting ready to meet their dates under starlight in a fancy veranda from the classiest of restaurants their lovers decided was worth the price for their evening out.
For me, no such thing is my reality. Feeling all these people pass me by makes the itch between my shoulder blades practically wail to a maddening frequency. Colors everywhere feel like a cacophony against my eyes. Each time someone answer's a phone call it feels as if they're screaming in my ears the moment they say a 'hello'... despite it being in a moderate tone.
I needed to get out, get away. Blindly letting my hands push out of the way as I try to search for an escape in an ocean full of too many lives for me to deal with. If only silence came to me... holding me gently in a reassuring embrace when my breathing comes out ragged, unable to feel the oxygen fill my lungs properly.
My vision is becoming hazy the more desperately I try not to blink in search of a solution. I just need a way out... just one way out...
But it's no use as my legs give out beneath me, succumbing to the clutches of anxiety turning everything into a hellish reality. Everything spins out of control as I wish for an unreal peace. minutes pass by, or maybe hours. I feel my heart in my throat, unable to get my bearings as the world seems to darken.
And yet gentle hands guide headphones over my ears, holding them tightly in place. My gaze clashes with unknown emerald eyes. I understand not what they say as they mouth incomprehensible words, but the sound of instrumental chords softly lulling me with their melody feel like a blessing against my tumultuous thoughts.
The stranger still makes motions trying to get me to understand, until my brain allows a logical thought to seep through. One word, loud and clear. 'Breathe' And I do so like a newborn child coming into the world for the first time. At first too fast and improper, before my own memory recalls the teachings that helped me in my younger days.
"Inhale, exhale. Again, let's do this slowly. Breathe."
Calm... soothing. As my bearings come into focus again and the world doesn't feel so cumbersome. When I look again green eyes are not there, but my own hands are the ones clutching the headphones closely as the tension leaves my body. And I'm finally able to stand on my own legs again.