About Sentence and Madness

4 min read · 15 Feb 2017 · 100

It was morning, the sounds in the hallway betrayed the beginning of the day, the early shift was in, and here and there someone was sliding down the hall. Probably on the way to a cup of coffee and a cigarette.

I sat on the edge of my bed and looked through the window to the empty garden.
Watching... Oh, I was staring at me a little bit more.

Tears, gallons of tears. Flowing down my cheeks through my neck so into my shirt. It literally gushed out of my head. A wave of intense pain and sadness was felt from my toes to my crown. My skin hurt and my whole body was shivering without being cold.

“It couldn't be true. The idea alone...
How could this happen to me? Have I really been this far away? Did it really all just play in my head..”

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Sabrina Mols

6 years ago

Knap van je dat je dat hebt gedaan, dat je je hebt laten opnemen. Ik ben weleens bang geweest dat ik dat zou moeten of bang om gek te worden... Maar ik denk dat je op een gegeven moment gewoon moet voor jezelf dan