Edge
Nothing Was Wrong… Except Everything
People can be terrifying in ways no horror story captures.
.
Not because they look dangerous
but because they don’t.
.
They seem normal. Familiar. Safe.
And yet, something inside you shifts.
Not loud enough to panic…
.
Just a quiet, tightening feeling
like your body noticed something your mind didn’t.
.
It’s in the small things.
The way they look at you a second too long… or not at all.
The way they seem to know things you never said.
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You tell yourself it’s nothing.
Just overthinking. Just your imagination.
But your body doesn’t agree.
.
Your thoughts go still.
Your chest feels heavy.
And there it is again
that knot in your stomach, tightening for no reason.
.
Then they leave.
Everything looks normal again.
.
Because later, in the silence,
it comes back not as a memory,
but as a feeling.
Unsettling. Lingering.
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No proof. No clear reason.
Just something that felt… wrong.
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And that’s what makes people truly scary
not what they do,
but what they leave behind
without ever touching you.
Don’t Let It Find Me Again
I’m not quiet
I’m terrified.
.
Not of people,
but of that feeling
that once took over me
like I had no control left.
.
It didn’t warn me.
It just came
heavy, suffocating,
like I was trapped inside myself
with no way out.
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And I can’t go through that again.
I can’t.
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In short replies,
in forced smiles,
in staying just far enough
that no one looks too closely.
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Because if they do,
they might ask
and questions lead to memories,
and memories lead there.
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I’m careful now.
Too careful.
.
Every emotion I feel,
I push it down
before it grows into something
I can’t control again.
.
People think I’ve changed.
That I’ve become distant.
.
But the truth is
I’m just trying to survive
without letting it
find me again.
.
I’m hiding
from something inside me
that I’m terrified
will come back
and swallow me whole.
.
And this time…
I don’t know
if I’d survive it again.
Stuck Inside
I want to say everything.
.
I want to scream it out
loud enough
for the whole world to hear.
.
But something inside me…
won’t let me.
.
Like my thoughts are locked away,
and no matter how hard I try,
my words just… disappear.
.
My mouth feels sealed.
Everything stays inside
pushed down,
buried so deep.
.
it’s starting to feel heavier than me.
.
Maybe I’ve already lost hope.
Maybe that’s why
I don’t try as hard anymore.
.
Because even when I’m quiet,
I can feel it
like it’s still around me,
too close,
too real.
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So I try to shut everything off.
My thoughts.
My feelings.
Every sense that might let it in again.
.
All I can do now is stay still,
stay silent,
and be careful.
.
Careful not to feel too much.
Careful not to break again.
.
So I smile when I have to,
stand where I’m expected to
but inside,
.
I’m just hiding,
scared,
and waiting…
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Hoping it doesn’t come any closer
even though I can already feel
how near it is.
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